Chapter 128
After much deliberation, they finally decided to hold the wedding right there in the magical realm, with only them as witnesses to their union. Gracie, ever the master of ceremonies, shooed them away with a grin, telling Drogen to take Natasha elsewhere while the rest worked to prepare the venue.
Natasha, stubborn as ever, insisted on staying to help, but Drogen wasn't having it. He caught her hand with ease, his grip firm yet gentle, and began leading her to the exit. She tried digging her heels in. "I'm not tired. I can help—"
"You need to rest, love," he interrupted smoothly, his voice like silk brushing against her skin. He leaned closer, his lips quirking into a mischievous grin. "After all, you're the bride today. Or did you forget?"
