196 It’s Very Personal      

Finally, the bride and groom made their entrance. 

The bride, a vision in the game's intricately designed fantasy bridal gown, moved with grace, her gown trailing behind her like a cascade of moonlit waves. Its fabric shimmered in the sunlight, adorned with delicate lace and ethereal embroidery that seemed to come alive with every step.

Beside her stood Tristan, donned in a suit of armor so rare that it gleamed like polished starlight. The craftsmanship of the armor hinted at a very high price –– both their clothes were. 

The couple's faces lit with joy, and they shared a loving glance. In the presence of the game's mesmerizing sunset, they exchanged vows with a sincerity that was faker than plastic.