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Chapter 56 : A Union Under the Moonlight

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The castle gardens had been transformed into an ethereal paradise. Twinkling fairy lights wove through the ancient oaks, their golden glow reflecting off delicate crystal lanterns scattered among the hedges. Silver moonlight spilled over the manicured lawns, bathing the scene in a soft, celestial radiance. The air was fragrant with the scent of blooming night jasmine and roses, mingling with the faint hum of a lycan orchestra playing a hauntingly beautiful melody.

Lyra stood in a secluded alcove, her heart pounding in her chest. Her gown, a masterpiece of shimmering white silk and lace, clung to her figure before cascading into a sweeping train. Intricate embroidery of silver thread caught the moonlight, giving her the appearance of a goddess descended from the heavens. Her long hair was woven into an elegant braid adorned with tiny pearls, and a delicate tiara rested atop her head - a symbol of her new status.

She caught her reflection in a nearby mirror and hardly recognized the wom
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