Also "She's my queen, got the keys to my Kingdom" with Nyo DenNor?
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Magdalena - Nyo! DenmarkElin - Nyo! NorwayLilja - Nyo! Iceland
Magdalena sat in awe of the beauty that stood at the front of the class. Long flowing hair, beautiful, alluring blue eyes and a smile that bore dimples either side showed on this girl’s face.
“This is Elin, she’s a transfer student from Norway. Please be kind to her!” remarked Mr Anders. Elin was beautiful. “You’re so pretty!” gushed Magdalena as soon as Elin sat next to her.
That’s when she saw Elin blush. It was cute. “Thank you.” responded Elin.
For years they stayed side by side with each other. Picking up on companions along the way. Especially a boy called Tino and Magdalena’s little brother Berwald.
Though in the high school, they separated. None of them knew how they ended up like that but none of them enjoyed the company of strangers quite so much as their own little group of friends.
Elin became introverted. Always being spoken over and never really spoken to. She didn’t mind it. Most of the people that went to the school were idiots. “Can you stop fussing now?” asked her little sister. “Nei, Lilja just a few more minutes.” responded Elin and weaved the strands of hair.
This was what she did when she didn’t have lessons in the morning. Carefully tying the band around the hair. “All done.” she murmured with a small smile. Lilja traced her hand down the length of the braid and turned round to face Elin. Neither of them spoke but the younger of the two hugged Elin tight with a small thank you.
Later that day, Elin found herself rushing to her class. This meant nearly running through the halls. “I am so sorry!” said Elin in a rushed manner. She picked up her stuff and rushed off before she could see the person.
Elin finished her class over an hour later she exited her class only to come face to face with someone. The girl looked up slightly and saw a messy mane of hair, wild baby blue eyes and a large grin. “Hi Elin!” she greeted warmly. The accent washed over Elin as nostalgia fled through her body.
“Lena?” asked Elin her blue eyes narrowing in suspicion. She was responded with a hug and bubbly laughter. She sounded so different and she looked different.
Lena parted from the hug and gave Elin a soft smile. One that made her eyes twinkle and her face look youthful. “I’ve missed you.” murmured Lena in a smooth, rich accent. Her hand rubbed up and down Elin’s arm and her heart beat feverishly against her chest.
Elin… Elin looked beautiful.
Magdalena smoothed out her hair, the dress she wore made her feel like a Queen. She awaited her bride at the alter. Everyone’s eyes on her. To say she felt nervous was an understatement. This was the best day of her life.
Everyone rose and Elin entered the room, a small train dragged behind her and a grin was on her face. Lilja was behind her holding flowers and looked as gentle as her sister.
Lena turned to look at Elin and shared the loving grin. During their vows Lena and Elin teared up a little. “She’s my Queen, she’s got the keys to my Kingdom.” murmured Lena loud enough for their witnesses to hear. “Do you Magdalena Anja Anderssen take Elin Asta Thomassen to be your lawfully wedded wife?” asked the priest.
Lena pushed the ring onto the fourth finger of the Norwegian’s hand and smiled. “I do.” she stated. “And do you Elin Asta Thomassen take Magdalena Anha Anderssen to be your lawfully wedded wife?” asked the priest to the Norwegian. “I do.” responded Elin pushing the ring onto Magdalena’s finger.
Lena pulled Elin into a kiss that sealed their bond for eternity. In Lena’s eyes, Elin was beautiful, perfect, alluring but today…
Oh today Elin looked ethereal….
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