Few knew about the castle hidden inside the island. It was perfect. Now she could have the private, dreamy, romantic fairy-tale wedding she’d dreamed of since she was a girl, away from the prying eyes of photographers. Her other dream as a girl was to be a famous actress; she had no idea how much that dream would cost her.
She peeked through the window, taking in the glorious day. Was that – a camera lens? Incensed, she ran down the steps and out the door in full wedding regalia. The camera flashed. The angry starlet on her wedding day – the tabloid headlines would read. She snatched the camera away; body-slammed the weasel on the ground. He screamed for mercy as she placed her foot on his neck.
“This is private property!”
She handed him his damaged camera and he scurried away.
He must have forgotten I do all my own stunts.