The black wedding dress.

Elvis was nervous. He had to take this step. It was the matter of his life. He had to propose the love of his life. Elvis had loved her ever since she showed up in his life. He was quite worried about how she would react to his sudden proposal. "I think Cath will reject me, baron Velas.", Elvis said, losing his courage. He never felt what he felt for Catherine. He has many sleepless nights thinking about her but when he got the courage to confess to her, he was losing hopes because he thought cath would reject him that's also why he had taken, so much time to confess to her.

" Don't lose hope, Elvis. How do you know she would reject you? Maybe, it can be the reverse of what you think, maybe she felt the same way as you felt for her and was too shy to confess her love to you or maybe waiting for you to confess her first". Baron patted his shoulder, " so don't waste time or someone will woo her away from you and then you will regret your entire life for not confessing your love to her.", baron smiled.

Listening to comforting words from Velas. He again filled him with courage. " Okay then go for it my boy", the baron wished him luck. Elvis lowered his head as thank you and walked towards Catherine tea garden where she will be seated, sipping her afternoon tea.

He was holding a bouquet of red roses in his left hand and his right pocket consisted of a polished wooden box fitted to keep a ring in it.

He reached the garden area. His heart was thumping like drum rolls. It was like a do or die situation for him. If he can't confess to her now, maybe never in the future he would confess his feelings to her.

As he was taking his footstep to the garden's tea area. He was remembering his first meeting with her. On his first meeting, he only saw her from afar. it was the time when Catherine just kept her footsteps in Yromothide. She was getting out of her carriage in the buzzing market to look at her new surroundings. He was mesmerized to see her, the beauty he saw felt like a dewy raindrop falling upon the dried land quenching its thirst. He stood in awe following her path until her shadow disappeared in the void of the crowd. Her elegance as a lady, her way of looking through those twinkling crystal eyes evoke the curiosity in him to know her more.

Then what was left, Elvis followed the path of his heart to find more about his dewy raindrop, and the more he walked on the path towards her, the deeper he fell for her.

Elvis peeked behind from the pole to look for his love and to take final breadths encouraging himself, but he was rather disappointed, as he expected Catherine to be sitting on her chair, sipping her tea elegantly, enjoying the good weather and smiling an adorable smile but she's not there, her seat was empty. He gazed focused on the tea table. He can see a tea set and baked cookies placed on the table ready to be poured and eaten. He saw one of the teacups in front of Cathrine's chair. " maybe Catherine was here? Why can't I-I…".

"Elvis! what are you__", Catherine said from behind. He was shocked because the sudden voice came roaring towards him. He jumped out because of his body's reflexes to the scary things.

He was so focused on finding his love so much that he didn't hear Catherine's approaching steps. His heart sank at the sight of his love and because of the fright, the bouquet fell from his hand on Catherine's feet...