บท 578: I'm not overwhelmed, I'm just very extra whelmed

The world was so loud and busy. So much noise, so many people. And this was just the start. The wedding hadn't even begun.

Isabelle took a moment, taking in the sheer number of guests already gathered for the festivities of the evening.

She could hear music, and laughter. She could see colorful dresses, and bright colors, and she could smell food being prepared.

The whole thing seemed so festive.

But her stomach was in knots.

This wasn't a simple affair. It was the marriage to the crown prince of a neighboring kingdom.

And that.

Was.

Scary.

Isabelle tried not to think about it too much, though. She tried to stay positive.

This was something she was excited for. She would enjoy herself.

No matter how 'official' and scary it was when she thought about it from a technical standpoint, the prince was still just "Octavian".

She wanted this marriage, too.