2 years later.
Freya.
Birds chipped in the beautifully decorated garden. Cream drapings that blended well with the white and peach roses in the garden. . The perfect mixture of the scents of all the flowers in this place blessed my nostrils. The organisers together with their workers were working on the place draping it and adding more flowers to make it look classy. I stood in this balcony looking down at the garden I would be in a couple of hours from now.
Two columns of glass chairs . Each with a cream or peach bow tied to the back. A few flower stands along the aisle and ending just infront of the podium.
While looking on the wind blew the hem of the silk gown that I had on. I rubbed the sides of my arms to create some warmth as I continued standing by the balcony. I could see the whole thing here.
