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3 How about a Wedding?

Sibyl’s POV

The moment I walked out, I could hear the low murmurs of surprise from the guests.

I don't know what exactly they were surprised about. Maybe they didn't think that a princess like me existed in this palace.

A white silk veil was placed over my head, covering my face and blocking the guests' probing eyes.

Thank goodness, otherwise I would not have been able to withstand so many different-minded glances, especially that particular one.

The gold threads of my dress rubbed against my body, creating a unique touch. The jewels made my head a little heavy, so I kept my head down. My shoes stepped on the expensive carpet as I approached the man step by step.

My hands were slightly sweaty and I breathed in and out slowly under my veil to ease the tension and anxiety.

I had no idea what I was about to face.

As I moved, I saw a silver Sabaton.

This person should be him. No one in the hall would wear such big and noble shoes, and no one would dare to put their feet so casually.

"Siby
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