As they were admiring the combination of Zein and the bouquet, a knock was heard once more from the door. This time, it was their wedding organizer head, Senan's eldest daughter. "The guests are seated and Sir Vaski is on the dock," she informed with a wink, opening the door wider as a sign for everyone to leave for the venue.
"Not going to be a Vaski for much longer," Reina commented after finishing her touch-up due to crying a bit earlier.
Elena giggled and patted her dress, looking around after making sure the pearl accessory that Zein gifted her three years ago was still intact. "Are we going down now?"
"You should, Miss," an old man leaned against the door frame, smiling. "It's my turn now."
