Elara’s POV
After we got back from the lookout, Liliana took me to pick out a wedding dress. The moment I opened the door, I gasped.
This wasn't the closet with one or two dresses inside that I imagined.
It was a whole fancy store right inside the house. Soft white light shone down from beautiful lights, lighting up dozens of wedding dresses and designer gowns hanging on both sides. They hung on racks like clouds and dreams—there were puffy princess dresses, simple satin ones, and designs with sexy lace. Every single one was perfect. They were clearly made by top designers.
"Oh, God," I said, breathing in sharp.
Liliana smiled, clearly happy with my reaction. "Kael wanted to give you the best," she said, sounding a little proud. "So we called a few famous designers. These are just the
