Wedding ceremony

Dahlia's heart skipped in terror as she stepped into the room. They were only a few guests there as the rest were yet to arrive. It was still too early for a wedding to take place, and most of the guests were not informed of the shift in time. She was sure that a whole lot more would come later.

She saw the king seated in front, on his throne. He wife was seated beside him, and there was another smaller throne which she guessed would be for her, in his other side. She felt insulted.

Her gaze scanned the entire room. The room was heavily and luxuriously decorated, but she wasn't in the mood to admire the decoration. She looked around, and her eyes met her mother's who gave her a curt nod of encouragement. She looked away from her and met her father's eyes, who had a smug smile on his lips. He was perhaps feeling victorious.

She couldn't bear to look at them anymore, so she turned away from them. But no where seemed to be better. There was no familiar face. She felt trapped and hopeless