The next day came by. Venus was just trying her best to smile even though she was fed up with all of the things Marie was trying to suggest to her.
They’re currently at the royal garden surrounded by numerous pastries, tea, and magazines about the theme and designs.
“You should put some cupcakes here and oh, don’t forget the carnations here, some red and white roses,” Marie smiled while listing all of the things she wanted.
“The fountain should be sparkling, make sure it’s clean and brushed,” She added, which forced her to furrow her eyebrows.
“Marie, we can slow down, after all, I’m still picking a theme for the ball of my husband and mine,” Venus firmly said while she was flipping over some pages.
“But didn’t you already pick one?” Marie tilted her head. Venus amusingly chuckled bef
