Chapitre 77: The Royal Wedding

She would die today, but she would die protecting the man she loved and the kingdom she had come to call home.

Madison took a deep breath, steadying herself as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror. The wedding dress was breathtaking - a masterpiece of ivory silk and delicate lace that hugged her curves before flowing out in a graceful train. Her hair was styled in an elegant updo, adorned with tiny white flowers and a glittering tiara.

But the beauty of her appearance couldn't mask the pallor of her skin or the shadows under her eyes. Madison's hands shook slightly as she adjusted her veil, fighting back the waves of nausea and pain that threatened to overwhelm her.

A soft knock at the door made her jump. "Come in," she called, forcing a smile as Astrid entered the room.

"Oh, Madison," Astrid breathed, her eyes widening. "You look absolutely stunning."

Madison's smile wavered. "Thank you," she said softly. "Is... is everything ready?"