She smiled at him, her eyes misting with unshed tears. Her Maxsim, Crown Prince of Alp d’Estella. Her own true love.
Would she marry him? How could she not?
And it was a first.
‘I never heard it said that any fairy godmother got to marry Prince Charming herself,’ she whispered, drawing him into her and holding him close. ‘But there’s always a first, my love. Move over, Cinderella. Yes, my lovely prince. My Max. My love. Yes, I will.’
Marion Lennox
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