Mlp Fim A Canterlot Wedding の小説・ストーリー

I didn't know what it was, but all I could do was finish the rest when it was safe for Gallena to leave. "Stop looking at Louis like you want to crush his head." Elena's whisper made me blink. I realized I didn't even know I had that kind of expression for him, and then I looked in the other direction. At the bride and groom who were greeting the guests. Today's sunny afternoon in the middle of winter was the wedding of Matthew Kanne, the wealthy American bachelor, and Nicholas' younger sister, Ficanzi de Sanctis, who must have changed to Ficanzi Kanne.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the two families set their wedding for the following week. Clement pulled out a notebook filled with neat handwriting, where he'd mapped out every detail of his plans and even the dream wedding I had envisioned when I was a little girl. "These are just my ideas, Rina. The wedding should be exactly how you want it." Tears sprang to my eyes once more when I looked at the densely written pages. Clement showered me with love and treated me with nothing but respect. We discussed the wedding details late into the night. After seeing Clement and his parents off with Mom and Dad, I rubbed my tired eyes.

My foot had taken permanent residence in my mouth since the wedding. Lucian mercifully changed the subject. "Our marriage represents the alliance between Silvercrest and Ashvale," he said, his tone shifting to business. "Tradition requires the newlyweds to hold a gathering for both Alpha families. A celebration of the union." I nodded, grateful for the redirect. "When?" "Three days from now." Three days. That wasn't much time to prepare. But then again, what was there to prepare for? Smiling at people who hated me? Pretending we were one big happy family?

“ That's a fucking lie! Stop lying to me!” Tania shrugged, taking some steps towards me. “ Believe what you wish,” her lips curled up further. “ But I'll make this very clear, you have nothing now…absolutely nothing.” “ W-What do you mean?” She stepped back, circling around me as she crossed her arms. “ Father's will stated that after three years of marriage, all his property would be transferred to your husband and— correct me if I'm wrong—today is your third wedding anniversary, isn't it dear sister?”

"Oh, Scarlett... I’m so sorry. I tried to tell him to stay with you. I tried to be the bigger person, but love... you can’t fight love." They wanted a show. They wanted me to scream, to tear at my veil, or to beg Arthur to change his mind. They wanted the "Ice Queen" of the Pierce family to finally break in public. I walked over to the priest, who was frozen in shock, and calmly took the microphone from his hand. The feedback gave a sharp hum that silenced the room. "Fine," I said. My voice was flat, professional, and loud. "The wedding is off." Arthur blinked. He looked confused, perhaps even a little disappointed that I wasn't devastated. "Scarlett, I—"

The first time I saw Luca Bellandi after five years, he was standing at the altar at my best friend's wedding. He was the groom, and I was the bridesmaid. Black Bentleys lined the curb outside St. Bartholomew's in Chicago. Rossetti guards stood beneath the stone arches, and Bellandi men watched the street from behind dark glasses. Every smile in the church had a gun somewhere behind it.

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.