The chiming of bells sounded throughout the house. Mystic stood in front of the mirror as Jade fussed over her. He straightened the trail of the dress, making sure that it sat just right. The stones in the material winked as light from the candles that were lit around the room hit them. The whole room was turned into a fairy tale dream. Flowers and tiny lights were placed around the room. The whole house was decorated the same way, extending the charm of the garden into other spaces. Mystic loved it. It changed the atmosphere all together, making her feel like she was dreaming.
But she wasn’t dreaming. She was right here – about to marry the man she thought was completely lost to her. Tears filled her eyes, and she blinked them away. This was not the time to cry. She was getting exactly
