## Kael's P.O.V.
"Why should I be happy when I know this wedding isn't going to happen?" My words hung heavy in the air, a challenge aimed not at my sister, but at the absurdity of the entire situation.
Jennifer's eyes widened and then she blinked, momentarily stunned by both the venom in my voice and the meaning behind my words. "There won't be a wedding?" she echoed, disbelief coloring her tone.
"Not a chance," I affirmed, my jaw clenched tight.
"Brother Kael, what do you mean there won't be a wedding? What are you planning to do?" Her questions were laced with a growing sense of alarm.
I offered a noncommittal shrug, the weight of the situation pressing down on me. I needed to act fast, formulate a plan. Turning on my heel, I strode away, ignoring her frantic calls of "Your Majesty
