Novel & Cerita Mlp Fim A Canterlot Wedding

The clan members, crushed by the pressure, fled in terror. In less than ten seconds, the so-called “perfect wedding” collapsed into a ruin. Only Caius and I remained. He knelt in the center of the wreckage. The ring had rolled away, lost in the dust. I walked toward him, step by step, and with all my strength, I slapped him across the face. The blow was laced with magic. It sent him sprawling. “Are you satisfied?” I planted my foot on his chest, making him grunt in pain.

"We’re over. Who he is, is none of your business. How did you even find me?" His body swayed slightly. Trembling, he pulled a manila folder from his jacket and held it out. I took it and opened it, only to find a complete set of wedding design mock-ups. Every single page was filled with red roses. A vibrant, crimson sea, the exact aesthetic I had craved for years. Now, he was laying it at my feet. "I canceled the house lease. I sold the traditional jewelry back. I canceled all the previous wedding plans," he said, his voice fractured and desperate.

"Don't. If something goes wrong, we'll be kicked out of the Atherton family!" The only thing they could rely on was the Atherton family. After all, Eugene's inheritance that was left for them was not much. "Anyway, I won't let them get away with that!" ... The heavy burden on her heart finally disappeared, and Catelyn could finally plan for the wedding with peace of mind. She and Cedrick planned to hold a wedding on an artificial island near Sapphire City. It was a tourist attraction with mountains and rivers, and there were many local farms nearby that could be the source of fresh food for their wedding.

My soul followed him to the venue. The grand castle was adorned with flowers, and a symphony orchestra played in the background. In comparison, my wedding was modest and simple. So this is the difference between being loved and not being loved. Caden’s arrival drew people’s attention. "I got you a white suit, didn’t I? Why are you dressed like this? The ceremony hasn’t started yet—go change quickly!" Drake said, his voice irked. "There’s no time to change. After being your best man, I still have to rush to Lyra’s funeral," Caden said, removing his black sunglasses to reveal his red, swollen eyes.

Laura replied with a laugh. "Your Majesty, please don't worry. Felix is now a Grandmaster!" With that reminder, Cordelia shook her head and smiled. Indeed, Felix had become a Grandmaster now. What else was there to worry about? He could do whatever he wished. "The time has come! The wedding's about to begin!" In Martial City, the Xaviers, of course, had their wedding in a traditional way. When Felix saw five Xavier elders leading Nerissa, a veil covering her head, his heart was so full of excitement that he was rendered speechless.

As such, this so-called opportunity had fallen into my lap instead. Emma smiled triumphantly. "The dragon clan's palace is resplendent. You're so lucky, Lilian." That night, Father sent a butler to the elves' temporary residence to discuss the specific details of the marriage. The wedding was scheduled to be held in Sapenthia Chapel in three days. Mother gave Emma a magic accessory box that had been passed down through several generations as a wedding gift. On the day of the wedding, I accompanied my family to the elves' temporary residence—Oak Manor—and met Aleron again.

The malevolent force that stalked us remained an enigma, and our destinies were veiled in uncertainty. Little did we know that the true test of our bond lay ahead, where the choices we made would ripple through the supernatural world, challenging not only our connection but the fate of fated mates everywhere. With trepidation and resolve in equal measure, we stepped into the heart of the final trial, unaware that our actions would set into motion a chain of events that would forever alter the course of our intertwined destinies. The Veiled Haven held more than just revelations—it held the keys to shaping the future, and the consequences of our choices would be felt by all.

“I swear to God, didn’t we already agree to not talk about the past anymore? He’s already given up the chance to obtain the angelic inheritance, and Finnley and the rest have all returned to their own places! It’s his wedding day today, and he’s made it clear that he only wishes to live an ordinary life with Mila from now on! With that said, no more mentioning those things again, got that?” “Fine, fine…! Still, it’s such a pity since he was qualified for the role!” Smacking the back of his head, the woman grumbled, “What did I just say…?!” It was then when a laugh was heard, followed by a woman’s voice saying, “Hey, it’s Marcel and his wife, Gerald!”

Hell of a night for fate to get clever. Marek was already sprawled out in my study when I walked in, eyes sharp as a hawk, tracking me the second I crossed the threshold. Guy’s younger than me, built like he could break a doorframe just by leaning on it, and shocker he can’t sit still for five seconds. “You wrapped up the council early,” he said. Not a question. Zero emotion. “They’re not going to love that.” I shrugged, grabbing the whiskey. “I don’t care if they love it. They just got to listen.”

Lily grins, and I roll my eyes. "What are you all doing here?" I ask again, this time, looking at Elena. "Wedding planning." Catalina says, and I roll my eyes. "My wedding is still February, and there's no big plans, it would be small and intimate." I say, and Fran laughs. "I am new to your world, but you are a Flower, and your Fiancé is a Lycan, the Lycan." "So?" I frown at her. "What she means is that, your wedding is The Wedding of the decade, if not the Century, everyone will be there, whether you like it or not." Lola says.