The French are naturally romantic and unrestrained by etiquette. Madam Olya likes the time of dusk, so Duke Charlie specially set the wedding time for the evening.
As evening approaches, the azure sky is tinged with vibrant clouds, deep and light shades of orange and red, like a spilled rouge box of a beauty.
On the verdant lawn stands a rose arch, intertwined with champagne roses and pale pink roses, with balloons floating around the site.
Outdoor lawn weddings, beautiful and elegant.
A symphony of violin, saxophone, and piano plays romantic waltzes at the site.
Guests are dressed elegantly and engaged in lively conversations.
"By the way, have you seen today's bride, Madam Olya?"
"No, I haven't. Madam Olya has been bedridden for years, weak, and rarely seen by visitors."
"I wonder what kind of beauty Madam Olya possesses to captivate Duke Charlie for years?"
"Madam Olya must be very beautiful. Once the wedding begins, we will finally see the legendary Duchess."
