The wedding

The room was cozy and Miranda loved the weather, she was wearing a lilac flower-printed straight dress, with puff hands, her hair was packed up in a messy bun and her feet were bare.

She sat on the chair in front of the dresser table with a mirror, applying ointment on her face and above all, admiring herself. She was a beauty and Alastair was a lucky man.

Thinking about Alastair, she realized she hadn’t given him a positive response yet, despite their love for one another, Miranda wondered was what holding her back from saying yes to the love of her life and accept the forever is the deal thing.

There was a soft knock on the door and a “swoosh” sound, not bothering to look back, Miranda shake her head.

“I have told you often times not to noisily come into my room, you didn’t even wait for an answer. How rude!” Miranda chastised, even though she and Elle were friends, she deserved some respects when it comes to her privacy.

“I apologize, my dearest Queen, forgive me.” Elle bowed cu
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