[Sephrina's POV]
The carriage rattled as it slowly moved towards the church.
Sephrina quietly sat alone within it as she looked down at her dress.
It was a beautiful white gown covered with distinct white flowers over it.
It covered over half of the carriage making her uncomfortable within it.
'….Why am I doing this again?'
Sephrina let out a sigh as she leaned back on her seat.
She followed Akamir's plan because she didn't have any other choice.
'…I will never get married to Lewin no matter what.'
She thought grumpily as she rubbed her temples.
A marriage to an elf was a sacred thing.
They only live once, love once and marry once.
And Sephrina wasn't someone who would like to marry her uncle.
'…Why do I have to be in this situation?'
She couldn't help but wonder…where did things go wrong?
Was it her blind faith in Lewin?
Was it her negligence as the empress of the kingdom?
….Or was it her curse?
'…No, I can't push my lack of awareness to my curse.'
