Autumn's POV
On the day of the coronation ceremony, with the help of my attendants, I put on my massive floor-length gown. The dark red dress set off my skin like snow, and the bodice, hemline, collar, and cuffs were all exquisitely printed with gold. The large hemline resembled a giant cake, and I trudged down the aisle to see Gabriel, who I hadn't seen in days, wearing a gold and colored gemstone ring crown and a dark red, ankle-length, loose tunic. The hem of the garment was trimmed with gold, and a cloak was draped over it, with a delicate jeweled brooch securing the cloak to his chest.
The corners of his mouth were smiling, but his eyes were devoid of any emotion.
Luke was the most relaxed person in the room, clapping his hands cheerfully to wish us well. I was surprised that I did
