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

Langston family must

attendance.

to behold, with its ornate

majestic doors, and flowers

gravitas to the

the elegant music began to play, the crowd

groomsmen emerged from

entrance, proceeding down the aisles that fanned out from

of the bridal procession were Manley and

Estelle as she approached him, his handsome

an easy smile, though his heart raced in

span of seconds, Manley’s mind replayed the drama of their first

guarded interactions that followed, and the profound

felt as close as

they first met.

known each other

have the chance to

as he watched her in her bridesmaid dress walking towards

joy and a tumult of

a wild and unrestrained life, but at last, he had come to

of loving

if fate was not on their side, he did not regret

by side, Manley taking Estelle’s hand, whispering

my heart, this is like you’re marrying me just

her senses suddenly heightened. She

entrance and caught sight of Jonathan stepping

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

shifting from surprise to a fleeting chill, but

their eyes locked and

to rush

on her hand tightened, steering her

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