Chapter 48 EpilogueArya paced the length of waiting room. She had a few minutes until she had to go out there. There were so many people waiting for her. The man who mattered the most was the man at the altar. The love of her life.
Arya stared at herself in them mirror. She caressed the beautiful white lace gown. She looked like a princess. Over five years ago never would she have thought of herself as a princess. She was a slave. Freedom was a fantasy. Now she"s a Luna.
The rest of her life waited outside the door but why couldn"t she walk through it? A knock came at the door. Oh, no she"d run out of time.
"Hey, Arya, what are you waiting for?" Beau chuckled on the other end.
Beau had offered even insisted to walk her down the aisle.
"Are you in there?"
"Yeah…" She said in a small v
