Celine POV
As I approach the grand hall, the ornate doors are pulled open by two female attendants. My breath catches as I step inside. The room is magnificent, every surface gleaming with gold accents and sparkling chandeliers. The crowd is vast—lords, ladies, and dignitaries from every corner of the kingdom gathered to witness this union. Their eyes turn to me, murmurs of admiration and awe rippling through the hall.
And then I see him.
Sebastian stands at the far end of the aisle, waiting for me. His formal attire complements his strong, commanding presence, but it’s his eyes that hold me captive. They’re fixed on me with an intensity that makes my heart skip a beat. Even from this distance, I can see the faint curve of a smile tugging at his lips.
I begin the walk down the aisle, R
