Chapter 180: A lover
Sebastian was a bit taken aback by Abrielle’s question. It was an easy question to answer but still. "It doesn’t matter. You are already married to Cedric and are my troublesome cousin." He answered avoiding the question.
"When will Ophelia’s wedding be held?" Abrielle asked, changing the topic. "A date hasn’t been set yet, but it will be happening any night from now before the winter prayer is over."
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Days passed, and the winter prayers continued as planned. There was no other unexpected drama. During this period, Abrielle barely saw Cedric. He never returned to the room, and the only time she caught a glimpse of him was during the sermons and general ceremony.
Ever since the night he came back from rescuing Callista, he had been busy, he says. Abrielle didn’t ask about what he was doing nor did she care.
Finally, the last night of the winter prayer arrived, and Ophelia’s wedding was exactly how it was in the original plot.
A black dress was sent to her earlier today to wear for the wedding. It was weird wearing black to a wedding but she had no choice since it was sent by Cedric. As much as he was getting on her nerves lately she didn’t want to offend him.
The dress was mainly black with red designs and lace used to cover parts of the dress that would have made it seem revealing. In total, it was a beautiful dress made from very fine silk, exactly the one she had described in the novel.
"Are you ready, Your Highness?" Zoltana asked Abrielle. The princess drew in a deep breath, and next, her lungs were squeezed when Zoltana snatched the strings of the corset. ’ Fashion is pain, ’ Abrielle cried silent tears.