Aira’s POV
I was in my mother’s wedding dress again, wishing it were for good this time, but it was only a last-minute fitting to be sure all the adjustments were just right.
Still, it was so beautiful, I felt almost like the Moon Goddess herself wearing it, so I didn’t mind standing still while the seamstress did her touch-ups.
Eventually, it was time to change, so I reluctantly slipped out of it with help from Chione and got into a formal dress for the company that was about to arrive.
“Everyone is in the reception hall to receive the guests, milady,” Chione explained. “Your parents are there and your sisters, and Knox and his people. I believe his parents should be here shortly.”
“Thank you, Chione.”
She smiled. “My pleasure, milady. And I do believe you are ready.”
I nodded and
