Kapitel 786: Stopping a Wedding

"What's the holdup?" Emma asked, her voice tinged with impatience as she glanced around the civil affairs bureau. The room felt stifling, not because of its size, but because of the weight of what they were about to do—or at least, what they were supposed to be doing. They had been waiting far longer than she'd expected. First, the staff had been utterly speechless, gawking at the fact that their prince—their Prince Rafe—was marrying quietly, without the grand fanfare everyone no doubt expected. They'd seemed so dumbfounded that they couldn't even manage a proper response.