*Saoirse*

The scent of roses and lilies wafted through the grand halls of Egoren Palace as I flitted from one extravagant arrangement to the next, ensuring each bloom was positioned just so. The air buzzed with anticipation, a symphony of preparations playing out in every corner. My heart swelled with happiness for Aine, my dearest friend, whose wedding day had finally come.

"Isn't it all just beautiful?" Aine's voice was full of awe as she took in the sight before ...