The banquet hall was decorated magnificently. The white rose bouquets were perfectly matched with the long off-white curtains and silver ornaments, spreading a mild fresh fragrance. The roof of the hall was dome-shaped and made of glass. The moonlight was reflecting through the glass, erasing all the cold and darkness of the castle, making everything look majestic.
Maybelle was standing in a corner of the hall, wearing a light pink ball gown. Her attire was enough to let everyone know about her identity. Her light brown hair was tied up in a fancy way. Her ocean green eyes were sadly looking at the couple standing in the middle of the hall. It was her brother, prince Ethan. She was always closer to him than they were kids. She always dreamt of that day when Ethan would get engaged. But
