[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: DESIRE ~ LEEBADA]
"The bride is almost ready; get her veil," Larel clapped her hands, hurrying up the servants at the merchant's inn.
The door was pushed open, and someone stepped inside holding the veil. "I've got the pearls placed perfectly on the veil," the person, who was none other than Kayla, stood at the door with a bright smile on her face.
She thought her friendship with Axilla was over and the trust broken would cause a permanent drift between them. But a few weeks later, Axilla had written for Kayla to be her bridesmaid. The young girl was so excited and wanted to make up for where she had messed up in the past.
"Great, let's go see the bride," Larel pushed aside the curtain, and in front of them was Axilla sitting beautifully in her off-white gown, which was simple yet very beautiful.
"You make a very beautiful bride," Larel gasped, admiring the girl's ethereal beauty.
