Melissa Eden
“Well, what do you think?” I ask Grace, twirling in front of the mirror fully clothed and ready for the wedding ceremony.
The gown she had chosen for the wedding ceremony was a white flowing gown with silver tears scattered around it. It also had a low cut back which stopped a little above my waist. My hair was held in a tight bun with a silver tiara to match with the dress. The makeup was minimal but pretty.
According to Grace, the main event was the succession ceremony and not the wedding ceremony so all the extravagant look will come then but something told me that it wasn’t going to get to that. Not with what I had planned.
“You look amazing, Melissa.” Grace says with a smile. She was also dressed in her wedding gown but she certainly didn’t look happy.
She was still
