The Wedding Ceremony

The sound of the bell reverberated through the courtyard, signaling the beginning of the royal wedding.

All eyes turned toward the grand entrance where Elian appeared, his arm gently linked with his brother Orion's. The crowd collectively held their breath, their gazes transfixed on the figure who now graced the aisle.

Elian's wedding robes were a masterpiece, a blend of tradition and elegance.

The fabric shimmered in soft hues of silver and white, the intricate embroidery resembling moonlit vines trailing across the flowing material.

The robe's high collar framed his slender neck, while the fitted bodice accentuated his pregnant figure before cascading into graceful folds that trailed behind him.

A thin belt of silver threads cinched his waist, adorned with a small crest of the royal family, a mark of his unity with Izan. His hair, brushed back yet soft around his face, gleamed under the sunlight, and his serene smile radiated joy and calm.