The Velvet Castle had endured dragon sieges, demonic raids, divine audits, and one unfortunate incident with exploding fondue. But tonight? Tonight it cracked like an eggshell under the cosmic pressure of too much love literally.
The walls bent inward as if shy about eavesdropping. The chandeliers flickered, casting shadows shaped like throbbing hearts. Outside, the night sky glitched—pixels tearing like bad video compression, stars skipping frames, and constellations reloading with buffering wheels.
And all because the world had too many wives.
"Mine!" screamed Princess Seraphina, summoning a holy blade that glowed brighter than a nuclear angel lamp.
"NO—OURS!" shrieked the newly arrived Cyber Dragon Bride, her mechanical wings whirring with enough power to power an entire city—or vaporize it.
