Chapter 50- Wedding day (2)

The Day of Princess Aleriana Vandreat's Marriage

The sun rose gently over the palace, its golden rays spilling across the sprawling gardens and casting long, soft shadows against the grand stone walls.

Today was no ordinary day.

It was the day of Princess Aleriana Vandreat's marriage—a day that had taken everyone by surprise.

For years, the frugal princess had been known for her stinginess, her quiet, unassuming presence that never sought the grandeur often associated with royalty. And yet, here she was, hosting a wedding that defied every expectation.

The palace buzzed with life, servants scurrying about in a frenzy of last-minute preparations. The rustling of silk, the clinking of crystal, the hurried whispers of attendants filled the air.

"Did you see the red curtains? The finest velvet from the eastern territories!" one servant murmured to another, her fingers running over the impossibly smooth fabric, disbelief evident in her wide eyes.