As the sun dipped below the horizon, the Kurogane estate transformed into a masterpiece of twilight elegance. Every detail glistened in the golden light of dusk—string lights illuminated the sprawling gardens, the floral arrangements exuded their soft fragrance, and the estate itself stood tall, a beacon of majesty and celebration.
Alaric stood in the grand hall near the massive windows, gazing outside with a contemplative expression. Dressed in his regal wedding attire, his every movement exuded a blend of confidence and unease. Tonight was the culmination of countless dreams and meticulous preparation, but beneath his composed exterior, a whirlwind of emotions churned within him.
