C288 THE BROKEN WEDDING GATE

‎The sun began to fall behind the jagged black mountains of the Blood-Fed Kingdom. The sky turned the color of a fresh wound. Inside the Palace, the servants ran back and forth. They hung white banners and lit tall candles. It did not feel like a happy wedding. It felt like a funeral.

‎​Aria stood in her small room. She looked at herself in the tall glass mirror