R O S A L I E
The moment I broke the news to Freya, her shriek of joy was so loud I had to pull the phone away from my ear. "A wedding! A royal wedding! Rosalie, do you have any idea what this means?! We have so much to do! We have to find a dress! We have to find a venue! We have to create a guest list! We have to…"
"Freya, breathe," I said, laughing at her enthusiasm. "We haven't even set a date yet."
"Well, we need to set a date! Like yesterday! And we need to start planning! This is the most important day of your life! And I'm going to be your maid of honor, right? Please say yes. Please, please, please."
"Of course, you're my maid of honor," I said, my heart swelling with love for my best friend. "There’s no way in hell I would have any other person."
"Yay!" She squealed. "This i
