Sienna’s POV
It was my wedding day. Again.
But this time, it was real. There was a whole ceremony planned, all of my decor ideas and themes implemented, with a glamorous reception to follow.
I stood, gazing at my reflection in the mirror, pretty choked up that I was standing in the most beautiful wedding dress I’d ever seen. One I’d imagined only in my wildest dreams.
In barely ten minutes, I would walk down the aisle to Alaric. The King.
He’d had his official coronation, so the title was very much real now. And very soon, I’d be his queen.
Me. A queen.
It was almost laughable.
Mother, father, I made it! I wanted to scream, wishing so badly that they could hear me. They really would be so proud.
Simon peeked his head in, a smile beaming on his
