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.

my

to the next as I tried to stop seeing the

covered my face with my hands

like how I look in this," I muttered,

absolutely gorgeous." “Do I?" I asked,

and the entire kingdom is going to be there. That is something

“Yeah...”

She was right.

yes. Of course, at the time, I thought we'd have the chance to talk

of people were traveling to the capitol to attend the wedding tomorrow. What I

had I thought I'd have such a lavish, massive wedding ceremony. Whenever I thought about my

wedding... my skin shivered at

I rolled my ankle in the heels

the dress

I forgot

if I messed up or embarrassed myself, it would be

said, cutting into my

asked frantically, my nerves

it is your day. Just forget about the rest of the

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

took a few deep breaths and closed my eyes. Well, I breathed as deeply as I could with the

and it is all going to

people. There are going to be thousands there tomorrow!" I cried, overwhelmed all over

you'll still be

helped me out of the dress. Sherry did some last minute touch ups

you changed into your own clothes," Brook

was a simple yet elegant A-line, white

friends and family only. Alpha and Luna Black will be there along

putting it on, I found myself falling in love

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

the top was a lacey overlay that hid my cleavage and came all the way up to the base of my neck. The dress

it showed off my adorable

it was up to me, I'd choose to wear this at my wedding,' I admitted softly, running my hands down the light, flowing skirt.

and Brook smiled

catch the car that

'Greg is waiting.

the car. I noticed that Brook and Sherry had also changed into nicer

this

pulled up on top of a hill and stopped to let us out. I recognized this place. I'd been here recently as it was

my chest as I looked at the hilltop and

for two old trees that stood side by side. Between

below the archway was a circle of flower petals. Wildflowers grew all

clear of clouds and it was warm and beautiful. The hill overlooked the palace and in

never imagined that after some

around and just a few chairs where guests would sit. By the number of chairs, there were

midnight blue dress that had

up in a

that all the chairs were on one side of

Tears pricked my eyes.

a rehearsal dinner,

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

everything I could ever ask for and the venue was absolutely