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The King and Queen's wedding day had arrived. After many months of planning, it was finally here. Ezra was dressed almost like a royal himself, since he'd be in the public eye today, but he was no less prepared to do his job as bodyguard. Aria would stand by her mother as her only bridesmaid. Ezra would be looking out for her too, even though she had her own guard. He couldn't help it. Brayden was still locked up. He was in maximum security, wasting away, rejected. Ezra didn't trust him though. As long as that man lived, Ezra would be on edge. He was yet to stand trial, but after the King's wedding it would begin. The King had walked down the long aisle and stood at the front of the ceremony hall. He wore his crown, war metals, fur cape and every finery fitting his station. He looked ner
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