The evening sky was painted in shades of deep blue and purple as Ciara and I stepped out of the castle, the stars just beginning to twinkle.
After a day of recovering from the madness of dress shopping, she'd insisted we end it with dinner somewhere special.
"I know just the place," she'd said, her tone brimming with excitement.
Now, as we strolled through the lively streets of the capital, her arm looped around mine, I found myself smiling at her enthusiasm.
The streets were bustling with people, the faint sounds of musicians and laughter drifting through the air. Lanterns strung along the pathways illuminated our way, casting a soft glow on Ciara's sharp features.
"Are you sure this place is worth all the hype?" I teased, letting her lead the way.
"You'll see," she replied with a wink. "They're known for their seafood. Trust me, it'll blow your mind."
