Two Hundred-Seventy

** Dream cont’

Zachariah gets to his feet and then helps me to mine. With his hand still in mine, we turn and face everyone within the room. We bow as Rania yells,

“LONG LIVE KING ZACHARIAH AND QUEEN YASMINE!”

“LONG LIVE KING ZACHARIAH!"

“LONG LIVE QUEEN YASMINE!”

Echoes throughout the room and into the night as everyone raises their voices cheering for their new Royals.

Once the cheering dies down, the music starts and Zachariah leads me down and into the middle of the room. He smiles and bows before pulling me into him and then whisking me around the room as we dance.

I laugh as we continue to dance, and then suddenly the sky outside goes dark as the lights in the throne room dim. I watch as that dark grey cloud starts turning on the floor and then slowly rises until that handsome male walks out of it once more.

He smirks as Zachariah steps in front of me and growls. However, he just lifts his hand, lifting Zachariah into the air at the same time as he says,

“Now,