The next morning, Dahlia woke up without Massimo beside her but an elegant white gown welcomed her. Wore by a mannequin in front of the fireplace and a white bouquet of tulips placed on the table. 'Am I really going to be wed with him?' She thought, staring at them. Suddenly, her thoughts were cut off by a sudden knock on the door. "Princess Dahlia?" A lady's voice. "Yes?" "The King asked me to help you get ready for the wedding. May I come in?" She asked, while Dahlia shut her eyes tightly and heaved a deep sigh. "You may." She responded and the door opened widely. The lady servant entered with a tray of breakfast with a broad grin on her face. "Good day, your highness." She greeted her. "Are you a McDonald's as well?" Dahlia curiously asked. "Yes, Your Highness. My name is Sa

