The long-awaited day had finally arrived. Marquess Albrecht's castle buzzed with activity and excitement, the scent of fresh flowers filling the halls, and servants busy attending to every detail. Liv's wedding dress hung ready in the back room, shimmering with breathtaking elegance.
Liv sat in her private chamber, surrounded by attendants arranging her hair and makeup. She appeared calm, her face radiant, yet her eyes conveyed focus and determination. Weeks of meticulous preparation had culminated in this moment.
Leon and Marchioness Albrecht occasionally glanced at her, unable to hide their admiration. Leon whispered with a smile, "You look perfect, Liv. All of this… it's truly deserved."
Marchioness added in a soft yet proud voice, "Remember, today isn't just about beauty it's about stepping into a future you will command yourself."
