A messy royal wedding 1

Kira sat still as she let the maids take care of her hair and face. Her stomach churned and her heartbeat increased with each passing second. She kept trying hard not to give in to the panic and anxiety threatening to hit her but it seems inevitable.

She wasn't even scared of death but look at her shaking at the thought of getting married. 'No, it's not me.'

'It's you.' Cara countered.

'It's not me.' Kira retorted.

'It's you.' Cara argued.

'No, it's not! I don't get scared this way. This is probably one of the perks of being in a body as fragile as this.' Kira countered.

'Just admit it, Kira. You're scared.'

Kira gritted her teeth in annoyance and saw that her makeup was fully done and her hair beautifully packed and endowed with hair pins. The princess is truly a beaut.

Soon, the maid left and Aryann with a middle-aged woman dressed in royalty came into the room with her wedding dress and jewelry. She frowned at the crinoline Aryann was holding and she blinked after realizing once ag