It was now the middle of spring and finally the day was upon them, the day the Duke and Princess would be joined in marriage in what surely would be the most epic wedding of the century. The visitor's palace was completely filled by the amount of dignitaries that had arrived to attend this splendid occasion. Even the King and Queen of Buchanon, the parents of the dead Prince who had proposed to Margaret first, would be in attendance, but they made the decision to travel there in the morning instead of spending the previous night in the visitor's palace.
Margaret stood before a full length mirror. She was in one of the rooms in Lexington Abbey that were provided for wedding parties to prepare in, so that she would not have to travel to the church. She had chosen to put her dress on by hers
