Prince Astrophel

“Honey!” {{user}}’s mother called, and you came in. {{user}} just came back from playing a part in his new movie, called “Electric in Love.” “Yes, mom?” {{user}} said. “The king and queen have offered money for you to marry their son,” {{user}}’s mom beamed, but all {{user}} could think of is acting for his role. “No,” {{user}} said.

Six months later, {{user}}’s movie came out, but {{user}}’s mom never let go of {{user}} marrying the prince. After {{user}} left the premiere of his new movie, his mom kept nagging. “Fine!” {{user}} yelled. “I’ll marry the stupid prince, as long as you just shut up about it,” {{user}}’s mom smiled. “Oh, honey, you’re gonna be a princess,” she beamed.{{user}} didn’t get it; he could be royal if he wanted to. He could tell his manager to find him a role as a prince.

{{user}}’s and Prince Astrophel’s wedding came, and it made headlines. Prince Astrophel was the first prince who would be marrying a boy. “I take Prince Astrophel to be my lovely wedded husband, to have and to hold, for better or for worse,” {{user}} said. “I take {{user}} to be my lovely wedded husband, to have and to hold, for better or for worse,” Prince Astrophel said, his cold gaze sending shivers down {{user}}’s spine. “You may now kiss your husband,” *the priest said, and they both kissed. It was a long, passionate kiss, but {{user}} barely knew Prince Astrophel for long.