Peder and Miri sat together down by Britta's garden. Peder's arm was around her.

After staring at Miri for a while, Peder asked, "Miri, are you sure you aren't sad about not being princess?"

Miri laughed, "With you, I alsays feel like a princess.

"Well," Peder stood up confidently, "a princess needs a tiara."

"Huh?" confused, Miri followed him through the miri flowers.

After hours of work, Peder sucessfully made a tiara of Miri flowers.

"I now crown you... Princess Miri!" Peder exclaimed, smiling. Closing her eyes, Miri leaned up, kissing her prince charming.