It was a beautiful wedding. The royals spared no expense. There were many, many guests. Kelly was home.
Eric and his groomsmen looked handsome as ever in their suits, and the ladies looked beautiful in their dresses. Kya was absolutely breathtaking.
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Gabriel was Eric's best man. Ezra and two of Eric's butlers—James and Kyle—were the rest of his groomsmen.
Kya's best friend, Freya, was Kya's maid of honor. Kelly, Viviane, and her other friend—Mari—were her bridesmaids.
Vows and rings were exchanged. Everyone clapped as Eric and Kya walked back down the aisle together, with the groomsmen and bridesmaids following behind.
Soon after, everyone made their way to the ballroom for the reception. There were a few rebels, and the remaining Selected. The newlyweds has their own table, and the families had their own, and the bridesmaids and groomsmen had their own. Everyone else could choose where to sit, but most people were standing anyway.
There was food and drinks, and a dance floor. The speeches were delivered, and then it was time to socialize.
(There is no main chain! Make your own. Feel free to talk to anyone. Tag me for Kya. Have fun!)
