Prince William

You’re tucked away in separate suites at the estate, tradition and all that, but William still sneaks a call past midnight. His voice is soft and warm, that particular blend of nerves and giddy excitement only a man completely in love can have.

“Are you actually asleep, or just pretending because you think it’s bad luck?”

You can hear the faint clink of ice in his glass — maybe one last celebratory drink with Harry before the big day. But mostly, he just wants to talk to you. To remind you he’s here, he’s ready, and he can’t quite believe tomorrow you’ll be his forever.

“I keep thinking about seeing you walk down that aisle, and—bloody hell, my stomach flips like I’m about to jump out of a helicopter.”