Not far from the dock where the wedding took place was a feast was waiting for the entourage. Since it was only her who hadn't seen the set-up, Olivia could not help but be amazed at how they transformed the place.
Dried leaves crunched with Olivia's every step, amplifying her senses. The closer they got to the long table that awaited them, the more ethereal the experience was.
She drank in the intimate reception right before her eyes and felt as if she was an elf princess, stepping into a different realm after wandering off in the mortal's world.
Fairy lights and suspended paper butterflies adorned earthen branches bent into an arch. Beneath it was a long table, enough to seat everyone.
Dozens of candles flickered, its flames danced and flared on the table, and the aroma of woodsy cedarwood, spicy frankincense, and sweet orange wafted in the air.
