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She Is My Bride
*Tiara* The entire palace was bathed in grandeur, all dressed up for a momentous occasion – my wedding day. Early in the morning, Prince Keith's family and relatives arrived at the palace, summoned by a message sent by my mother the night before. I adorned a stunning white wedding gown that was nothing short of a masterpiece. It featured intricate lace and delicate tulle, particularly gracing the neckline and cascading down in flares at the bottom. My makeup was a work of art, courtesy of the most renowned makeup artist in our kingdom. My mother wanted every detail to be flawless. Though everything seemed perfect, my heart was restless. Nothing seemed to entice me and I strangely felt something was missing. As I stood there, dressed to the nines, my mother entered my room, her eyes gli
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