James put down his camera and sighed. “Sir, can you turn the corner of your lips upward? Give us a smile, please.” James smiled at him and nodded at me. “Please help your husband have a comfortable position, Miss Margareth. Thank you.”I heaved a deep sigh and looked at Thomas angrily. “I thought you wanted them to think we’re in love. What are you doing right now, Thomas?”“What?” He acts as if he doesn’t know what I’m telling him. “I’m already in this fucking weird position, Margs. What do you want me to do?”“Smile, Thomas! I just knew based on the crew’s faces that they were terrified to take a picture of you, because you look like you’re killing them in the head!”“You’re right. I wanted to. They were looking at you way too intensely.” He murmured, but I could hear it because we were close to each other. “What the hell? Of course, they do! They’re photographers, Thomas! They’re going to analyze my stance, my position, and angle!”“Shut up. I could hear their thoughts right now.”

I don't want to be rude to him, so I let him do whatever he wants to do. Besides, he said that he's a tourist so he must be paying to stay in this resort. He removed his shirt and dove on the pool while I was enjoying the shade of sunlight sitting on my pool lounger."I know who you are," I heard Michel's voice while he wraps his arms around the gutter of the pool. Glancing at him through my sunglasses, I furrowed my eyebrows. He continues speaking. "You are the future Queen of the Blue Moon Kingdom," he noted and nodded at me. I guess everyone knows that, huh."As the future queen, do you know your role and responsibilities?" he asked a random question. I bit my lower lip and think about his question. "Of course, I know.""Tell me, then," he challenged me."Uhm, serve my husband by learning how to cook in the kitchen. Provide emotional well-being to him as he is stressed with managing the pack and - " He cuts me off with a laugh. I was insulted! "It's clear that you don't know

My schedule has been so hectic for preparing the wedding. I was busy commanding the handmaidens for the bouquet and all things. The list of tasks seemed endless: finalizing the menu with the caterers, choosing the perfect music playlist, and ensuring every detail of the decoration matched our theme. Amidst all this, I had to find time for dress fittings and makeup trials. "Your bride looks so beautiful, Your Highness," the wedding coordinator remarked, her voice echoing in the opulent fitting room. As I stepped out, Thomas's gaze met mine, a look of sheer admiration etched on his face. His jaw moved, his eyes fixed on mine, and my heart leaped for a second. "Yes, she is," Thomas replied, his voice a mixture of pride and affection. In the background, I heard Beta Caleb's light scoff. "Is this the last gown?" he asked to the sales lady. Her cheeks flushed and nodded at the beta. "We will take it." Thomas declared with a decisive air. He adjusted his tie and rose from the couch, his

Thomas locked me inside a room for the entire day. He claimed it was safer for me to remain there while he dealt with the rogues outside, eliminating them one by one, and attending to our guests.I remained in my wedding gown, sitting on the comfortable cushion in our room, staring out the window. Below, I could witness the fury of the rogue attack.They ruined our wedding."Cina!" I shouted as I saw the head handmaiden entering my room."Where is my husband?! Has he returned?!" I asked immediately, grabbing her shoulders. She heaved a deep sigh and looked at me with concern. "Queen Margareth, please be patient. His Highness Thomas will return once he has settled the dispute with the rogues.""But it's been three hours since he left, Cina! I can't just stay here and do nothing!""Your Highness, he will be alright," she whispered calmly.I found it impossible to remain as calm as she was!"We can't be certain of that! Please, Cina, let me go out and see my husband!"Cina shook her head.