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.

Theo's fault! He'd put those thoughts and comments in my mind and now I couldn't stop comparing my dress to those

I tried to stop seeing the dress as something

face with my

look in

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

is going to be there. That is something to get jittery about,”

“Yeah...”

She was right.

we'd have the chance to talk about what kind of wedding we wanted. Instead, the royal court had made

attend the wedding tomorrow. What I thought should have just been friends and family turned

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

skin shivered at the mere

if I rolled my ankle in the heels

over the dress and planted my face on

if I

of people staring at me and if I messed up or embarrassed myself, it would be in front of the entire kingdom.

said, cutting into my

frantically, my nerves

going to be fine at the wedding because it is your day. Just forget about the rest

feel emotional and vulnerable during pregnancy,

closed my eyes. Well, I breathed

this, and it is all going

are going to

you'll still be

was done with her adjustments, she helped me out of the dress. Sherry did some last minute touch ups

changed into your own clothes," Brook said, handing

yet elegant A-line, white

'Did you forget? King Theo arranged a rehearsal dinner tonight for close friends and family only. Alpha and Luna Black will be

putting it on, I found myself

little shorter in the front, hanging to my shins. The dress had

that hid my cleavage and came all the way up to the base

the way it showed off my

me, I'd choose to wear this at my wedding,' I admitted softly, running my hands down the light, flowing skirt. "Lavish clothes just seem

and

to catch the car that is going to take

'Greg is waiting.

tuxedo in the car. I noticed that Brook and Sherry had also changed into nicer dresses. All three of us got in the

was this dinner

stopped to let us out. I recognized

thudded in my chest as I looked at the hilltop and the

old trees that stood side by side. Between the trees an archway made of sticks had

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

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 sun was

some decoration, it could be turned into such a

for me to walk around and just a few chairs where guests would

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

all dressed up in a tuxedo. I knew he

noticed that all the chairs were on one side of the aisle.

Tears pricked my eyes.

wasn't a rehearsal dinner, it

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

everything I could ever ask for and