It was a hubbub of activity at the Spencer's manor. Why? Today was finally the wedding day.
"Why do I have to get this shit on my face? Reina loves me however I look," Niklaus complained as the makeup artist "tortured" his face - in his own definition.
Eden, seated beside him, merely snorted, focusing his gaze on the large vanity mirror, observing the changes made to his face.
Both looked extremely handsome and breathtaking in their tailor-made royal blue tuxedo, with silk satin notched lapel. They each had a black patented leather pair of tassel loafers and a white pocket square. The only difference was that Niklaus had a black cummerbund and bow tie while Eden had just a bow tie only. Still, Niklaus wasn't relaxed and had been grumbling over the past hour.
"Seriously, don't tell me you're having cold feet," Eden asked, giving him a questioning look.
