Selma Payne's POV:
August 31st, 4 am.
Under Kara's constant calling, I woke up with my bird's nest-like hair.
"Your beautician will be here in fifteen minutes." Kara pushed me into the bathroom and said, "Your stylist will dress you up in an hour. If you still want breakfast, I'm afraid you'll have to wash up quickly."
It was rare for me to wake up so early. Everyone in the palace had woken up very early today, and I was probably the last to open my eyes.
In the living room, the girls in gowns were already ready. In addition to being my bridesmaids, they also needed to be my concierges during the ceremony. The guest list was half a piece of A4 paper; most of them were selected because of their identities. Only Dorothy, Emma, and Jordin were my trusted aides, so they naturally took on holding my hands.
Sitting on the soft sofa, I almost fell asleep with a pillow. "The ceremony will only start at ten o'clock. Why are we up so early?"
