I know I am late 🙂! But can't help it. Got my thumb fractured 🥲🥲...
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The palace's facade is transformed with intricate floral patterns, crafted from fresh flowers in shades of white, cream, and pale pink. Delicate strings of fairy lights dance across the walls, casting a warm, ethereal glow. Majestic entrance gates are wrapped in lush greenery and flowers, creating a breathtaking first impression.
Inside, grand halls and corridors are lavishly decorated with candelabras, ornate mirrors, and sparkling chandeliers. Fresh flower arrangements, featuring roses, peonies, and hydrangeas, adorn every available surface, filling the air with sweet fragrances. Elegant drapes in ivory and champagne hues flow gracefully from ceiling to floor, adding sophistication.
A stunning wedding mandap, adorned with intricate carvings and flowers, takes center stage. Exquisite decorations, crafted with delicate lace, pearls, and crystals, add a touch of vintage charm. Soft, golden lighting casts a warm ambiance throughout the palace, creating a romantic atmosphere.
Strategically placed uplighting highlights the palace's stunning architecture, emphasizing its grandeur. Every detail, from the floral arrangements to the lighting, is carefully curated to create an unforgettable experience.
The palace once again resonated with the chantings of holy mantras, accompanied by murmurs of the previous wedding. Despite efforts to keep gossip at bay, rumors had already begun circulating in the market. People whispered among themselves, their words unspoken but evident on their lips.
Soon, the groom, Adwait, emerged, dressed in an exquisite sherwani adorned with intricate embroidery featuring floral patterns and peacock motifs in various shades of green and blue. Paired with a white churidar, matching mojari, and a harmonizing pagdi, Adwait exuded elegance and sophistication as he took his seat at the podium. His brother's friends and family followed, taking their places beside him.
After a few moments, Pandit ji, reminiscing the mantras, called for the bride. Vritika, Riva, and Atulya departed to escort Shubhra to the ceremony.
Shubhra emerged with her friends, a big veil covering her face. Jarek held her hand, while Vidharth stood a few feet behind them, a small smirk tugging at his face. They reached the podium, and Adwait extended his hand, which she grabbed, and he helped her climb the stairs.
"Why are you wearing this veil?" he whispered in her ear, a hint of annoyance in his voice. Behind the veil, a small chuckle escaped Shubhra's lips.
"I didn't wear this veil myself," she teased, giving Vritika a sidelong glance. "It's all thanks to your sister's kindness." She mocked, raising an eyebrow.
Adwait glared at Vritika, who, along with other's, tried to stifle her laughter. "Don't worry, you'll see her face soon enough," Vidharth said, placing his hand on Adwait's shoulder. "Just wait for now."
