Conquest of Magic

Part 59

The garden was filled with flowers, and the sky was showering us with petals as if the gods were blessing us from heaven. The smell of fresh green grass and roses calmed my nerves. White chairs lined up on either side of me, and the red carpet was ready for me to walk down the aisle. Spread down the aisle were white leaves that, as far as the eyes could see, were slightly moist, so they wouldn't crack when you stepped on them.

On one side sat my friends and a fuming Sophia, while on the other side, Lord Theo sat with other lords all dressed in suits. Lyn was walking around making sure all the arrangements were ready. Stanley stood at the end of the aisle, his back tense. His hands were clenched at his sides, and it was visible in the way his shoulders were slightly hunched. He wore an ivory-coloured suit that fit him perfectly, highlighting his broad shoulders and tall frame. His hair was perfectly gelled back, accentuating the strong lines on his jaw.

When Peter announced my arrival, Stanley's body visibly tensed. He took a big breath, his chest rising and falling as he tried to stabilise himself. He slowly turned around, his eyes wide with surprise and excitement. His face softened when his gaze met mine, and his eyes shone with love. A tear glistened in the corner of his eye, and his lips parted slightly as if he was ready to say something but couldn't find the words.

"The bride shall walk down the aisle."

The bridesmaids came through looking ravishing in pink gowns, then the cute flower girl Anna. The maid of honour and the ring bearer took their places.

The bridesmaids appeared first, ravishing in pink gowns, followed by the adorable flower girl, Anna. The maid of honour and the ring bearer took their places. Stanley's friends signalled for him to turn around. Our eyes met, and he drew a silent breath, freezing as he looked at me. Handsome was an understatement. He stood tall in an ivory-coloured suit that matched my dress perfectly. His hair was neatly gelled back, highlighting his beautiful eyes, which were filled with love and admiration. A tear escaped his eye, mirrored by one from mine.

Queen Irna came to me in a beautiful golden gown that fit her body perfectly, resembling a goddess. She smiled and took my hand.

"That honour belongs to me," a voice behind me said. Lord Zephyr walked proudly towards us. I smiled as he took my hand, replacing Queen Irna. She nodded and moved aside.

"You look beautiful," he said, his eyes teary. Just like my father would have said. "Let's get you married." He winked and escorted me down the aisle, which seemed longer than ever, though the crowd was silent. The priest asked everyone to stand. The bridesmaids lined the path with white rose petals as the music began.

Everyone's eyes were on me, and my nervousness surged. The attention was overwhelming.

Finally, Lord Zephyr placed my hand in Stanley's, smiling warmly before patting Stanley's shoulder and stepping away.

Stanely and I stood in front of the priest.

Today we gathered to witness the prince and princess join together in holy matrimony. "You can now exchange the vows," the officiant announced.

Stanley and I spoke in unison, "I take you to be my Husband/Wife. I vow to be your partner in every step of the way and love you, only you in this life and the next. I belong with you." We finished our vows with tears, having never written them down. It was all I wanted to say to him, and he said the exact same thing.

Peter stepped forward and presented the rings. Just as I was about to place the ring on Stanley's finger, a loud howl erupted. It resonated against the solid walls. The ground started trembling like there was an earthquake. The clouds began to rumble, and the sound of thunder pierced through the silence. Everyone rose from their seats, looking around in confusion. The uneasy feeling I had before walking down the aisle returned, and my stomach churned with anxiety.