PENELOPE'S POV

The western tower stood in its full glory, illuminated for the first time with lights as blinding as a scorching sun. It was the center of attraction for the day, drawing people from far and wide.

Citizens of Ironclad pack now had access into the estate, all thanks to me. I watched as they trooped in, in a single file at first, then scattering just after a security exercise was conducted on them.

The crowd came with rumors of the wedding breezing through the thin ...