When Rain saw his lips move, she inadvertently heard him say this. Her response came in a stammer and her eyes slit apologetically.
"I-I do."
He was her fate she thought. From onwards, there was no going back. He could either be the worst thing to happen to her or the best.
The reluctance in Rain's voice didn't seem to go well with prince Derek, and for the rest of the ordination he seemed more forbidding and ghastly pale.
After the marriage had been vowed by oath to be in union until death did part, there was wasn't much of festivity afterwards and the dullness of the occasion almost weighed down on the bride.
It was really strange that there was no dancing, entertaining displays nor singing in a royal wedding.
Guests gatherered in small cliques to pass reception with heavy gossips on their lips as they immediately left.
The royal wedding lacked every grandeur of majesty and ended almost as soon as it began.
