The journey to the demon kingdom was long and silent.
Aliana sat inside the carriage, her thoughts racing. She had heard stories about demons—cruel, merciless beings with no hearts. Was that truly the man she was to marry?
Beside her sat her soon-to-be sister-in-law, Anvara.
"You'll be fine," Anvara said with a small smile. "Aiden is not as terrible as people say."
Aliana didn't believe her.
When they finally arrived, the gates of the demon kingdom loomed high and dark. Guards stood at attention as she stepped out, her heart pounding.
Inside, the palace was grand—far more beautiful than she expected. Still, it felt cold.
"Where is my husband?" Aliana asked quietly.
"He will arrive soon," Anvara replied.
But he didn't come.
The ceremony began without him.
Aliana stood before the crowd, dressed as a bride, while whispers filled the hall. Her hands shook as she realized the truth.
He hadn't even bothered to show up.
"This is… my wedding?" she murmured bitterly.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as the ceremony ended without the groom present.
She had imagined many things.
But not this.