Thais Pov
I lived my childhood thinking I’d be walking down this aisle to Louis. I had spent most of my time outside on the grassy hill overlooking the Vampire kingdom dreaming about how Louis’s honey-colored eyes would look filled with tears. How he’d wear a nice and clean outfit, his light brown feathered hair would be brushed perfectly to show off his eyes as it framed his face, his hands pressed against his lips as he stared at me in astonishment. I would roll around in the grass or sit on the roof watching the sun rise as I thought about what my dress would look like. I went through so many different favorite colors, reds, blues, and greens, I was royalty, so despite the fact that I wasn’t liked for being a Dhampir, I imagined my father would have made sure to have a beautiful dress
