The Ghost Prince's

Weddings

The day that all the inhabitants of the kingdom look forward to has come. The palace is so beautifully decorated to celebrate the wedding of Prince Dalson and Reine. All the nobles are invited to come. Even the people are also welcome to enter the palace area to enliven the wedding of Prince Dalson. Some people who have never met Reine, look very enthusiastic to see the bride's face. Not to have met them already felt very confident that the prince's wife was a beautiful woman.

In the room, Reine was dyed so beautifully. The luxurious dress was already attached to her body. The woman looked at her reflection through the mirror. He smiled slightly when he saw his changed face. Reine herself did not expect that she could be this beautiful. As a woman, she felt very proud of herself. It was very desirable for Reine to show her beautiful face in front of everyone.

"Miss, you're so beautiful" praised Mora for the umpteenth time.

"Mora, is everything ready? What should I do when I meet the prince later?"

Mora carves a smile with a stupefied face. He approached Reine's ear and whispered there. "Tell her, My husband I'm so happy to be married to you."

"Morra ...." Reine pinched Mora's arm. They both laughed afterwards.

"Miss, but I was really amazed to see your beauty. You are very pretty. You seem to come from a noble family," Mora said once again.

"It turns out treasure differentiates the appearance of a person huh. If you don't have a treasure, it will look ugly. Like me who's only been looked at one eye by everyone. Now I'm admired and praised by everyone."

"Miss, this is what makes me support you to marry the Prince. Now you know for yourself that all this is for your good and future."

"You can't wait to meet the prince and marry the prince huh Miss?" ledek Mora once again.

"Take it like that" Reine said. The woman closed her eyes and prayed for a moment. He set his breath to calm down. "They are similar. I can't get the wrong call. From now on the man who will always be in front of me is named Dalson. Prince Dalson. Not Darren anymore. Darren is just the past that I should have buried. We are not a match and will never be a match" Reine murmured inwardly. He moved his right leg before his left. The female servant standing near the exit gave Reine a bouquet of flowers. Afterwards, the waiter who had helped Reine prepared, all bowed in honor of Reine. Unlike Mora who was walking with Reine. The woman will tell Reine during the event so that Reine does not understand what she is supposed to do.

"Miss, walk even slower" whispered Mora. Reine reduced the speed of her footsteps. The woman kept her chin up to stay on top. The fancy dress dragging on the floor looked extremely majestic and luxurious. This is the dream marriage of every woman in the country.

"There, Miss. Looky. The prince is waiting for you" whispered Mora again.

Reine looked ahead. "Darrenes. They're really similar. Even from the way they looked the same," Reine murmured inwardly.

The prince looked uninterested to see Reine even though the woman looked extremely beautiful. Even everyone who was there was unceasingly praising Reine's beauty. There are many women who are jealous to see their beauty. Reine is like a valuable asset that must be maintained as well as possible.

"Miss, I'll be starting soon. All the guests have come." A man approached Reine. The man prepared everything for this morning's wedding to go smoothly. "Are you ready, Miss?"

Reine caught her breath once more. From behind the scarf, the woman looked at the prince's handsome face. "Yes, I'm ready."