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He shakes his head, "Julianna, you are my fiancée." It was his first time ever calling her by her name, first time saying it out loud and he loved the way it sounded on his tongue.

She looked at him confused, after a couple of seconds of silence she finally spoke, "I don't understand."

"Ms. Paris, what's there not to understand?"

"You said, I'm you're Fiancée."

"You are."

"No, I'm not. Your Highness."

"You are."

"I'm not." He sighed. Here we go again.