Chapter 122

Even if her bridesmaids wished to be her and had hushed conversations about Aisha, it wasn’t from a place of envy.

They were all her friends from childhood and they truly admired her and were genuinely happy for her.

The room was filled with hums of excitement and affectionate chatter.

“You guys! Have you realized that after today, if we see Aisha, we can’t call her by her name anymore?” Anna shouted the moment she realized.

“We will have to bow to her and call her ‘My Grace’,” another chimed in. She then walked close to Aisha and mimicked the greeting making everyone laugh including Aisha.

“You know you guys don’t have to do that,” Aisha said, her words barely escaping her laughter.

Anna walked close and bowed deeply, “Good day, your grace,” she teased, mimicking the accent of the people of Persian.

“Stop it!” Aisha couldn’t stop laughing. “You sound funny, don’t even try that again. Hahaha.”

“Who would have thought that a daughter of an artisan back home would be here, in this