Another week passed while Garnt and his village remained rather intense, with preparations reaching a fevered pitch as the wedding day finally arrived. The entire village bustled with excitement and anticipation as the sun painted the sky with a warm, golden hue. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers, and the sound of joyful laughter echoed through the bustling streets.
[It's time. You have been getting ready for this, so let's just enjoy the ceremony.]
Eva sounded more relaxed than usual, and she wanted to physically hug Garnt and congratulate him, but she knew it was not possible at least right now.
"Yeah, I won't let anything ruin this moment for my girls, as well as my villagers," Garnt muttered, as he kept looking at the area, where the ceremony was being held.
