Mlp Fim A Canterlot Wedding の小説・ストーリー

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.

"What is it?" "I am heading out. I will take the Gateway to "Summer's Isle" first, then the Gate at "Sleepy Ridge" next. The rest of the way by foot to the Capitol." Melinda said. Tali was to accompany her for the Mental Cultivation help. A little more prep before the Nightmare Manual starts. "Ren said he will meet me there to do the formal words for the wedding itself in a few days."

Mia would be mine forever. The ceremony was an intimate and hurried affair, with only a few close friends and family present. As I stood at the altar, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation. Mia looked breathtaking in her wedding dress, and I felt a surge of pride knowing that she was now Mia Logan Mancini, my wife.

He reminded me of how I used to be. We were going to get married anyway. I did not mind, so I took his hand again. His face lit up but it faded after he heard my words. “This is an arranged marriage. No matter what, we have to look close in public. It’ll benefit both of our companies.” At that moment, my attention stayed on Yarden. I did not notice that the chandelier above us had started to shake. Yarden fell silent. I wanted to say something more to him. Then, Zayn’s shout rang through the entire hall. “Yvonne, get out of the way!”

On the day of the wedding, the entire estate was lit up in dazzling brilliance. Guests arrived one after another. Social elites from across Europa, powerful financiers, and representatives from major mafia families all gathered under one roof. Standing before the extravagant scene, Lewis gave a rare smile. After the wedding, he would move into the master suite of the estate with me, and we would finally become a family. With that, all the past arguments and misunderstandings would slowly fade away. Just then, Quinn walked toward Lewis with a smile. She was wearing an ornate wedding dress, the one Lewis had spent a fortune having custom-made in France. It was a one-of-a-kind piece, originally

How delusional! Yafe also snickered at this and nodded in agreement. "Of course, Cheryl. What kind of wedding can someone like him possibly put out, anyway? He's no match for us at all! On the day of the wedding, we shall put on a livestream so that everyone in Drunham City can see what fools Celena and Liam have made of themselves! Your grandfather will also finally realize just how foolish he was to ever trust Celena and Liam!" Cheryl and Yafe whispered amongst themselves, occasionally cackling sinisterly at the thought of their splendid plan.