As the doors of the grand hall swung open, all eyes turned to Lady Celeste as she made her entrance.
She wore a gown that shimmered like moonlight with intricate lace and delicate pearls. She moved gracefully, commanding the room's attention with her presence. Her blond hair cascaded down, framing her small face as her blue eyes gazed at the most handsome man in the room.
Fabian was wearing suits the color of silver as the theme of the wedding was silver, a tribute to his sister. The contrasted look against his dark hair and eyes was captivating.
He was holding back his tears, standing near the altar, accepting the love and anticipation that Lady Celeste emitted through her gaze. His soft facial features became prominent with the light of the sun filtering through the stained glass windows, casting a golden glow that seemed to crown him.
As their gazes locked, the room held its breath.
