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you dream of my mouth before it called you a lying traitor
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A YEAR after their relationship had begun, Edmund and Ivory had grown closer than ever. Their bond had weathered many storms, and Edmund, ever the romantic, had proposed to Ivory in the very garden where they had first laughed together as royals.
FLASHBACK...
It was a warm, serene evening. The garden was bathed in the soft glow of twilight, with fireflies dancing around the blooming flowers. Edmund had led Ivory to a secluded spot near a small fountain, his hand holding hers tightly.
"Rory," Edmund began, his voice filled with emotion. "From the moment you came back into my life, you've brought joy and light that I didn't know I was missing. You've stood by me through everything, and I can't imagine my future without you. Will you marry me?" He got down on one knee, revealing a simple yet elegant ring, the diamond sparkling in the fading light.
Ivory's eyes filled with tears of happiness. "Yes, Edmund. A thousand times, yes," she replied, her voice choked with emotion as she pulled him up into a heartfelt kiss.
END OF FLASHBACK...
Ivory, Susan, and Lucy were deep in the throes of wedding planning. The castle was abuzz with activity, and everyone was feeling the stress of ensuring the wedding would be perfect."This is going to be the wedding of the century," Ivory declared, her tone both confident and slightly exasperated as she flipped through a stack of fabric samples. "But if I have to look at one more shade of ivory, I might just scream."
Susan laughed, shaking her head. "Who knew planning a wedding could be this intense?"Lucy nodded in agreement. "Just wait until you see the guest list. It's like the entire known world is attending."
As the sisters were discussing flower arrangements, Edmund approached, dressed in travel attire. "Ivory, love," he called, his voice cutting through the flurry of activity.
Ivory turned to him, her eyes lighting up despite the stress. "Leaving already?"
"Unfortunately, yes," Edmund replied, pulling her into a tight embrace. "Peter and I have to head to Telmar for a few weeks to settle some matters before the wedding. But I'll write to you every day."
Ivory's eyes twinkled with a mix of mischief and sincerity. "You better, or I'll start planning the wedding without any input from you and trust me, you don't want that."
Edmund chuckled, kissing her forehead. "I know I can trust you to handle everything. I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you more," Ivory replied, her voice softening. "Stay safe, Ed. And come back to me soon."
