Fiona's pov
The servants moved through the halls swiftly, each had a role assigned to them. Even with the current problem on the ground, the elders still wanted the wedding to go on which is in the next two days.
I have been in charge of the preparation—-from the guest list down to food. It was stressful but it was all worth it. I could feel butterflies in my stomach and I blushed and remembered that Sebastian and I had finally gotten here.
"Luna!" the wedding planner's voice intercepted my thoughts. I turned to her with a questioning look, "We were talking about the cake?"
"Oh, yeah! Hmmm, I don't want it to be too big or too fancy, something small and moderate." I said but the wedding planner did not seem to like the plan.
"Sonia? Is something wrong?" I asked
She shook her head as she wrote down something, "No…Luna."
"Fiona" I corrected her and she gave me an awkward smile.
