My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 479

“No, thanks.” Ethan replied, “I’ve got to head over to the wedding venue to check on Uncle’s speech, make sure everything’s set.”

111 pass too.” Samuel snapped his fingers with a mysterious grin, “Gotta go make some magic happen for your plan!”

“Thanks, Samuel.”

After they left, Xanthea sighed and curiously picked up a bunch of gifts and cards scattered on the bed. As they slipped through her fingers, she noticed a beautiful decal among them. It depicted a scene of her and Orlon holding hands as children, so delicately and beautifully crafted, with her holding a doll.

How thoughtful and detailed! She picked up the decal and gently pushed open the ornate window, holding it up to the brilliant sun outside. Their tiny figures shimmered in the light.

“It’s so pretty.”

stepping into a fairy tale forest, and she, the princess in her castle, waiting for her prince

every girlish fantasy she

crisply pressed trouser leg, hearing his cool, distant voice, she never imagined she’d be so

“Bang!”

bride, but suddenly, the door burst open, and a tiny,

“Hey!”

tracing from her tiny flower shoes and pink dress up to her familiar, rosy–cheeked face, uncertainly uttering, “Seb?!”

ཧ་ རྗ འཇུ ཝཿ ༑ *

rubbing his

you away in the end! You didn’t want to marry him, right? You love me the most!”

who turned you into a little

and a dress, and his hair done in tiny curls to match