Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 155: Bonus Story - An Unofficial Royal Wedding

*Ciana*

In the early afternoon on the day before my wedding, I stood on a fitting platform while Brook worked on the final fitting for my dress and Sherry worked on finding the right makeup palette that would match the occasion.

I said “occasion" because it was not just my wedding anymore. The Public Relation department had turned it into this ordeal of a national celebration and public event as the first step to establish a transparent and people-friendly image of the royal court.

Floor length mirrors surrounded me on three sides while my friends worked to turn me into a beautiful princess bride.

The dress I was stuck in was far more lavish than I ever imagined. Apparently, because I was in my third trimester, the seamstress thought that weighing me down with excessive layers of fabric would make me more comfortable.

It was a hefty ball gown with several layers of taffeta and tulle making up the wide spread hoop-skirt.

The bodice was encrusted with jewel—studded lace. It snugged around my pregnant belly and fitted around my breasts, making them pop out in ways I wasn't used to.

"You look absolutely stunning, Ciana,“ Sherry said, pulling me from my thoughts.

'The seamstress and her four helpers spent more than two weeks non stop making this dress for you. She did really well, people probably won't even notice that you’re pregnant," Brook added.

'And with your natural beauty it just makes this dress so much more outstanding," Sherry added.

She started working on my hair, pinning it up in a half-up, half-down do.

'It is so easy to get a makeup color palette that matches your natural skin tones and eyes and hair color," she said.

She peeked over my shoulder and I met her eyes in the mirror. I smiled and nodded politely.

'It isn't weird that I’m in a traditional, pure white wedding dress, and also nearly seven months pregnant?" I asked, putting my hands on my belly.

Sherry and Brook laughed and kept working.

I looked at my reflection in all three of the mirrors. The dress was gorgeous from every angle, except for the fact that it just didn't feel right on me.

Suddenly, I had a flashback to when I'd tried on dresses in the Moonlit Crystal for my fake wedding to Warren.

Theo and Brook had both been there. Brook had been so full of praise for the dresses I wore, but Theo...

He’d said all kinds of things.

'... with a skirt like that, you could be dropped out of an airplane at ten thousand feet and sail gently to the ground.’

His words echoed in my head and I ran my hands along the hefty, wide skirt I was currently wearing. This skirt was so similar to that one. Would Theo think the same thing this time?

1 hope it doesn't snow, though. In a dress like that, well never find you.'

Another comment about the dress color stuck in my mind. I frowned as I examined the color of this dress. It was the purest white I'd ever seen, just like freshly fallen snow.

I groaned a little and shook my head. Was there such a thing as the flawless wedding dress?

Then there was the last comment Theo had made.

'... I just think maybe you should try a dress on in the right size. That one clearly doesn't fit. You’re spilling out all over the top of it.'

Glancing down at myself, I saw how my third-trimester-pregnant breasts popped out of the fitted cups. It was made to fit me perfectly, and according to Brook and Sherry, it was. However, to me, it still felt, and looked, like I could pop out of my dress at any moment.

The more I looked at myself, the more I felt like I wasn't wearing a dress. I felt like I was shoved into a teeny, tiny, pale, parachute!

I groaned under my breath.

comments in my mind and now I couldn't

flicked from one mirror to the next as I tried to

face with

don't like how I look in this," I muttered, shaking

gorgeous." “Do I?" I asked, glancing at the

you're just nervous, Ciana. You're getting married and the entire kingdom is going

“Yeah...”

She was right.

we'd have the chance to talk about

What I

wedding ceremony. Whenever I thought about my wedding, I thought about it being small and intimate. A

skin shivered at the mere

rolled my ankle in

the dress and planted my face

I forgot

people staring at me and if I messed up or embarrassed myself,

Brook said, cutting into my

frantically, my

because it is your day. Just forget about

you're unsettled because you're pregnant. It's normal to feel emotional and vulnerable during pregnancy, but that does impact your usual confidence. Just

closed my eyes. Well, I breathed as deeply as I could with the

three times. You've got this, and it is all going to

like ten people. There are going to be thousands there tomorrow!" I

you'll still be

adjustments, she helped me out of the dress. Sherry did some last minute touch ups on

get you changed into your own clothes," Brook said, handing

simple yet elegant A-line, white

and family only. Alpha and

it on, I found myself

ankles but was a little shorter in the front, hanging to my shins. The dress had a high, empire waist,

way up to the base of my neck. The dress was sleeveless

especially loved the way it showed off my adorable belly and was

this at my wedding,' I admitted softly,

and Brook smiled and exchanged a

on, we've got to catch the car that is going

'Greg is waiting.

changed into nicer dresses. All three of us got in the car. I eyed them as we

fancy was this dinner supposed

out. I recognized this place.

at the hilltop and the sun setting over

except for two old trees that stood side by side. Between the

archway was a circle of

was completely clear of clouds and it was warm and beautiful. The hill overlooked the palace and in the distance there were large, jagged mountains where the

here before, I'd never imagined that after some decoration, it could be turned into

was a white, satin carpet laid out as an aisle for me to walk around and just a few chairs where guests

Nita was standing under the archway in a midnight blue dress that had sparkles that made her look

in a tuxedo. I knew he was Theo's best

side of

Tears pricked my eyes.

wasn't a rehearsal dinner, it was

dream wedding for me after aII—a small and intimate outdoor ceremony with only the closest friends

ever ask for and the venue was