Back in the grand foyer of the castle, Magdalen had slipped into her bridal

gown, a creation by Estelle that was the epitome of elegance. The strapless

design featured a bodice adorned with petals reminiscent of tulips, and a

voluminous skirt that cascaded down, embellished with pearls nestled within

delicate embroidery. The dress was a perfect match for the castle’s majestic

ambiance, where the wedding was to be held.

A buzz of inquiries surrounded Magdalen as guests marveled at her gown.

“Who’s the designer behind this stunning piece?” they asked.

Magdalen, with a gracious smile, replied, “Who else but KING!”

Enter title…

At the mention of KING, reactions varied from enlightenment to awe, and some

to disappointment. Those who had hoped to secure the designer for themselves

knew that with KING’s name attached, it was likely a far-fetched dream.

Catching Estelle’s eye from across the crowd, Magdalen winked, her smile

playful and radiant.

With half an hour to the ceremony’s start, guests filled the chapel, each taking

their seats. Old Mr. Jarvis and Old Mr. Quintin were given pride of place at the

front, stirring whispers among those who recognized Mr. Jarvis and pondered

family must have to have

attendance.

a sight to behold, with its ornate Roman

hall, majestic doors,

gravitas to the

play, the crowd

groomsmen emerged from either side

entrance, proceeding down the aisles that

the lead of the bridal procession were

she approached him, his

though

mind

interactions that followed, and

close as yesterday,

they first met.

had known each other for so

the chance to call Estelle his own,

watched her in her

bittersweet joy and a tumult of emotions he couldn’t

but at last, he

loving

if fate was not on their side, he

side, Manley taking Estelle’s hand, whispering

“In my heart, this is like you’re marrying me

touch, her senses

entrance and caught

wore a sharp black coat, his figure tall and determined as he

from surprise to a

the sea of guests, their eyes locked

nearly turned to

on her hand tightened, steering her back to the

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