Bad Dream

*Luke's Point Of View*

"Do you Luke Muller accept Princess Anne of England to be lawfully wedded wife?" The priest asked.

"I do, I said hestitatedly. I can see her tensed up and I instantly regret my words.

"Do her majestic, princess Anne of England accept Luke Muller to be your lawfully wedded husband?" The place is silent. We both don't want this and whatever that she says seals our faith.

She takes a glance at her mother before she sighed. "I do," the crowd breaks in applauds. They rejoiced but we didn't, we we weren't getting married to the one we loved.

The cake cutting and the rest were done simultaneously. In a moment I turned to were Sandra was sitting but, she wasn't there. My eyes scanned the whole area but she was no where to be found.

In the mist of my searching and state of being tensed I heard a scream, we all heard a scream and we dashed out towards the direction.

The sight there was traumatising. Sandra was beneath the