Novel & Cerita My Little Pony The Canterlot Wedding

"So? I've been waiting for you my whole life. I'm not waiting anymore." I stared at him. His silver eyes were fierce, honest, mine. "Okay," I whispered. "Let's do it." --- The wedding was set for two weeks. Two weeks. It was insane. But Kael wouldn't budge. "I'm not wasting another second." So we planned. Jake helped with the decorations. Damon handled the food. Thorne offered his hall for the ceremony. Even the wolves pitched in, bringing flowers and fabric and excitement. I was overwhelmed.

"Yeah, is today seriously Wanda's wedding?" Easton laughed it off. "Look at her. Who in their right mind would actually marry her?" His friend quickly agreed. "Right? What kind of rich guy would ever go for someone like her?" Tina was still frozen in shock, muttering to herself, "How could it be Gavin Hackett? That's impossible!" A low, magnetic voice cut through the crowd. "Wanda, what are you waiting for? Come up here." The man standing onstage smiled at me warmly and held out his hand.

“I’m glad I’m not the only one. We should have done a small wedding. We still have to invite people for your luna ceremony.” Her face twisted. “Maybe we can make that private. Go to one of the old temples, get it done...” I shook my head. “A wedding, we can do small. But your ceremony is like a crowning. The entire pack has to bear witness. We don’t need to bring outsiders, but ravagers must attend.” “Ughhhhhh, I should have planned a small wedding. This wasn’t worth it.” I started laughing. She was trying to flail her arms in the air and kick her feet, but unfortunately, this dress isn’t made for dramatics. Pearls, gems, and diamonds threaten to fall off and decorate the ground.

“We hire the best event planners in the city and give them a 48-hour deadline for proposal drafts.” Mr Westwood leans forward, seemingly intrigued. “Color scheme: white and champagne gold. Imported roses. Not local, imported. Orchids flown in from Singapore, or Spain. Crystal centerpieces. Real crystal, not acrylic.” Damian leans back in his chair, arms folding across his chest, watching me. I continued. “A live orchestra for the ceremony. A full string quartet during dinner. No DJs. It is the wedding of Hartley and Westwood, not a nightclub.” Mum nods approvingly.

She had finally gotten what she wanted her entire life. She was finally Luna Queen. I sat there, my stomach turning in sickening knots, watching the sister who might have hired killers to end my life smile like an angel on the grandest stage in the kingdom. TRUMPETS BLARE AGAIN! The crowd settled down, but the music shifted into a slower, more formal royal march. The grand oak doors at the back of the hall swung open once more. "And now," Elder Jethro announced smoothly, "we seal the sacred political alliance of the Western Borders! The royal wedding between King Rowan and Princess Catherine of the Luminar Territory!" My chest squeezed so tightly I thought my ribs would snap.

I really wanted something small, but marrying into the royal family won’t allow for such a luxury. Today I am up earlier than normal. Aspen was forced to go home so he doesn’t see me until I walk down the aisle. The wedding will take place this afternoon with the reception starting around dusk. There are fairy lights hung everywhere and tea candles on top of lotus flowers that will be floating along the pond. While walking along the trail, observing how everything is set up when I bump into Hazel. I see her casting spells to where lights dance in the sky to mimic fireflies. “I’m sorry to interrupt you Hazel.”

The kids area was out of the way of the adults section to keep them occupied without disrupting the wedding. The miniature fences were painted white, hay bales arranged like seating, tiny picnic tables with stripped umbrellas. Someone had even tied little white ribbons around the necks of the goats My father had brought over a pony from his ranch. She is called Buttercup and is the world’s gentlest pony giving kids rides at my parents’ place for years—was definitely going to be the star of the show. Two handlers brushed her mane whlw she looks smug and beautiful, painfully aware that she was the prettiest girl at the wedding.

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.

You don't need to ask for my opinion. While munching on a piece of toast, I curtly said, "Got it." He wanted me to keep things simple, huh? Well, the wedding wasn't going to have any photos, guests, or an officiant. It wasn't even going to have a bride. Dante looked at me as I calmly ate my breakfast. After giving it some thought, he added, "After the wedding, let's go to Aerona for our honeymoon. I know you've always wanted to go."

Everyone was busy helping Jasper and Summer with their wedding. “Look at the dresses and gowns for my grandchildren. Do they look good?” Melody had dressed up Little Chestnut to look like a little princess and Leo to look like a little prince. The house was so lively and harmonious. “I want to become a flower girl and scatter the flowers for mummy.” Little Chestnut clapped while jumping and twirled around with a flower basket. Charlie was also there. He was always protecting his little princess. “Ben...” Outside the courtyard, an uninvited guest got out of the car.