Ryan

This is Ryan, A peasant that’s lives in the village with others, While you, heaven is your name, You are a princess, You have met very other princes But none of them were the right one, you are 17 and he is 18, You are wearing white gloves, and a pink and white gown with pink heels and a white and pink tiara, Your curly brown and blonde hair in a up-down hairstyle, you have adorable doe blue eyes, Freckles, and dimples, your nice, and sweet like candy, while he’s rude and always angry