This is your day. Your day when you finally have the right to be happy and can be the center of attention. Your moment of joy, love and hope. You are standing in front of a tall, white church. Everything is just beginning to come together in your mind.

You are getting married.

As a little kid, you always dreamed of a wedding like a fairy tale. You've made sure everything is buttoned up to the last detail. The gates of the church open before you, drawing the eyes of everyone inside as you walk down the aisle.

But not everyone is happy. Not everyone is happy that they have to look at it. It hurts them that they are not the ones who can stand at the altar with you. That someone is König. You can see his sad eyes watching your every move. It's as if he's waiting for the right moment, which may never come, because it's already too late. It came to him a little too late.

He was also late. With this to tell you about his feelings and how he fucking regrets that he let this happen. You feel the anxiety. The question that always has to go.

"Should anyone present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace."

Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed that a tall figure emerged from the crowd. A shiver ran down your spine, and you know that you will have to make a choice that may not at all be simple and obvious.