Years ago.

“Higher, higher prince!! ” she squeal with delight as I push her more higher on the swing. Her laughs and giggles erupt into the air, as I smiled to myself. She was beautiful. “I'm flying!! Look prince I'm flying!! ” she giggle as I push her more higher this time, I was catching my own breath but I didn't care as long as my princess is happy.

“Princess, be careful I don't want you to get hurt. Your mom is gonna kill me if you got any scratch in you. ” I say horrified by the thought of her mom giving me her famous 'the talk' and her glaring eyes if she sees any scratch on her. She just pouted but immediately shrugged it off as she carry on giggling to herself.

“I'm hungry... ”  she says, by the time I stop pushing her. I ran my hand through my long curly hair. “We can get ice cream? ” I offered, her face lit up by the offer as she rapidly nodded. “Yes, please!! ” she hopped off from the swing her pink dress bouncing in the air. She was so cute in her pink dress with a ribbon in the middle and her braided hair. I let out my hand for her to hold as she happily grab it intertwining our hands together swaying it back and forth. Even I was only 10 years old, I was smart enough to know what goosebump is and how electricity ran through your viens everytime you touch her. “Hellooooo!! Hey!! Are you even listening to me? ” I look down at her seeing her frowning at me.  “I'm so sorry princess. What were you saying? ”

She rolled her little blue eyes at me causing me to chuckled at her cuteness. “Because you weren't listening to me. You have to buy me two scoop of cookies&cream!!” she nodded to herself. She basically know I was a whipped to her.

“As you wish princess. ” I dramatically acted like a servant bowing to his queen.

***

“Did you enjoy your ice cream? ”

“Uhuh!! It was delicious!! Thank you prince” she tip toed kissing my cheek blushing. I look surprise completely shook. I finally calm myself reminding myself not to squel like a girl in front of her just because of her kissing my cheeks.

Then a bright idea popped into my little head. I kneel down infront of her just like how my dad did when he proposes to my mommy.

“Princess, will you marry me? ” I say holding a ring pop in front of her. I heard her gasp so cutely, mumbling something to herself.

“But, prince we're too young to get married. My dad said I can only marry someone when I'm 40 years old. ” she exclaimed.

“But.. But.. We can marry now if we want to. Say yes. ” I pleaded.

“I love to, but.. ” she was out of words.

“Okay, I understand but let's make a promise. ”

“A pinky promise? ”

“Uhuh.. Promise me that in the future we will get married. Okay?”

“Hehehe okay, I will only marry you prince. Pinky promise. ” she giggled out. We both held out our pinkies and entwined it together.

“Pinky promise”