— “Be professional and put up a good act for our sakes out there.”

Says Lady Nagant, which stands in front of a mirror. She held a lipstick in hand as she lets it over across her lips. Her eyes glued to her reflection. You see her in her perfectly stunning wedding dress with a bit of purple flowery designs and patterns around it, her hair down and braided a little bit. She turns around to look at you as she speaks.

— “This wedding is nothing more than a facade. You get it?”