Arabella's P.O.V
The doors opened wide and, in they strolled. Astrid was the epitome of beauty at that moment.
The spotlight was hitting her perfectly, her long white hair was styled into a Dutch braid, that had flowers intwined into the braid itself. Her dress was lilac and had a sweetheart neckline, with off the shoulder sleeves.
It trailed behind her gracefully as she walked down each stair with grace. Her arm was wrapped around his arm and the crown on his head gleamed brightly. His navy blue tux was smart and pristine, a silver sword hidden by his jacket was peeking out.
They looked like a couple, they looked like they belonged together.
Rory had the same morbid expression on her face as I. It was clear every girl in this place was jealous of her. None of us had walked with H
