Chapter 167

He suddenly felt like crying. He had been preparing for his wedding since he knew what a wedding was. He had his flavour and colour of cake chosen already. He knew what kind of decorations he wanted. The music that would be played and above all, the clothes that he would wear. He even had a guest list which he had hidden carefully back at Ashenmore. He wanted his wedding celebration to go on for days and for everyone to enjoy themselves. He had planned for it to be a grand celebration, grander than anything on earth. So grand that even the Gods would be jealous.

But he had gotten himself an unromantic husband.

He sighed. Ah, what would he do?

Suddenly, a soft, ethereal melody began to drift through the air, wrapping around his senses like a gentle embrace. The music was slow and beautiful, its tender notes weaving a tapestry of emotions that touched the depths of his heart. He looked left and right, front and back, wondering where the music was coming from. It soun