Brothers, we’ll miss you.

Getting back to the castle, Elora freshened up and collapsed tiredly on the bed.

Barely a second passed before her breath slowed. Breeze lifted the curtains in a gentle dance, lights streaming in, illuminating the queen's rising and falling chest.

Days passed, and the wedding grew closer, the capital atmosphere grew lively with activity.

The royal wedding house, situated in the centre but far from the bustling streets of the capital, was lively, with maids and servants bringing in gold drapery and various flowers.

The head maid oversaw the decoration placement.

While in the castle, the Butler's feet couldn't reach the ground, he saw to the queen's wedding gown fitting and quarter arrangement of the royal consorts.

"Clean up the east and west wing. Make no mistake." Albert instructed from the side.

Once home to the late queen's husbands, those wings now belong to the new consorts.