A month later...
It was the happiest day of Rosalind's life as she walked down the aisle with her father, King Adrian, holding her hand and leading her forward.
The hall was already filled with familiar faces, all gathered to witness the occasion, and seeing them brought a smile to her lips.
Catarina, Beth, Hannah, Marek, Verity, Thalia, and many other well-wishers sat among the guests, their expressions warm and joyful as they waited for the ceremony to begin.
Then her gaze drifted to the front where Rowan was already standing, waiting for her, and the moment their eyes met, her smile widened.
This was the day she had chosen for herself, the future she had chosen for herself, and her heart fluttered with excitement because she was about to spend the rest of her life with the man she loved.
Rowan's breath caught the instant he saw her. The white gown suited her perfectly, making her look even more breathtaking than he remembered, and for a moment he could only stare.
