Kayla's POV

"For God's sake! What are you all standing around for? Haven't you seen the guests waiting at the entrance?" "Wait a minute! Why do the colors of these wines look so strange? It's afternoon; white wine should be served during the banquet at night, isn't it?"

"Hey, come here! Where's the cake I ordered? It must be perfect..."

"Relax, Amber."

I dismissed the servant and pulled the anxious Amber to sit beside me.

"It's just a wedding, not a battlefield. You don't need to be so nervous."

"Just a wedding?" Amber was almost on the verge of screaming, "How can you say that, Kayla?! This is your wedding...