The massive cathedral was packed with hundreds of guests, and more were expected to arrive. Royalties, celebrities, politicians, and wealthy members of the society were invited to the ceremonies.
Well, anybody who wanted to be somebody had to be part of the celebration. It was, after all, the wedding of the century. This event was already set to make history.
"How is everyone outside?" Alex asked, checking the black military uniform he chose for the occasion for an invisible lint on the fabric in front of the mirror.
He wore a traditional garb that his father and his father before him had worn during matrimonies. Besides the emblem of his father's house, the only medal he wore was the air force wings pin he received during his service in their military.
Other than that, he had not served in his country because he had chosen to stay away. He had opted to live away from his home to build a new life for himself.
