Hours before the arrest…
"Isn't that the reason we're here? To plan my wedding? Abel already told Sir Conan what he likes to have at our wedding. It's my time to add my wishes, don't you think?"
Everyone shot Aries a relatively disapproving look at her remarks. She couldn't be serious, right? Dexter and Conan aside, who were in this burnt and pretty much ruined castle before her, Ismael and Curtis came in here after receiving a word from the Sapphire Palace — from the crown princess to meet her in this place secretly.
"Tell us if that is meant as a joke so I can laugh." Ismael's eyes searched for lack of seriousness in Aries, only to get disappointed at noticing the opposite. She was dead serious. Hell. No.
"I had enough of these wedding preparations," Conan mumbled with a long-suffering sigh. "Lady Aries, I know weddings are important. But isn't this a little out of track of what you're supposed to do?"
