Weeks had flown by. Kate was in her room, surrounded by the girls, while finishing getting ready for her wedding.

—Kate, you look beautiful —Kate wore her white dress, her hair styled with small curls, her eyes standing out with the crown Bastien had given her, a corset full of gemstones, and a skirt that fell like a fairy's dress. Kate held a cascading bouquet of white roses—.

—I'm nervous.

—Come on, Kate, you've done everything with my brother, even my little niece is coming. Think of this as