our plan

Today was the day. The day the kings and queens, and most especially the bride of the day, Faila, had been anxiously looking forward to.

Cars of different kinds, ranging from Fords to Rolls Royces and so many more exotic cars, drove into the compound of the large banquet hall, coming to a halt at the beautifully decorated door where the chief butler, alongside maids who wore matching outfits, waited to receive them.

No one had dared to turn down the invite. Kings and queens from far and near were ushered into the hall.

Faila wanted her wedding to be so lavish that in decades to come, it'd still be the talk of the entire kingdom, and that was what she got.

The entrance had a big signboard that could be seen from miles away that read 'Faila Weds Kieran.'.