Elise stared at her phone screen, watching William appear in his crisp white swallowtail tuxedo and bow tie. He looked sharp and commanding, every inch the powerful heir.

The moment he appeared, the live chat exploded with comments. They all blurred together in a sea of admiration.

[So handsome!]

[I'm swooning!]

[Why isn't he on the big screen?]

Elise was about to close the chat window when her phone vibrated with an incoming call. She hesitated when she saw Patrick's name, but ultimately answered.

"Watching the news?" he asked without preamble.

"Which story?" she deflected, though she knew exactly what he meant.

"You can still joke. That's a good sign."

"Why wouldn't I be fine? This was always the inevitable outcome."

"I admire your composure. The world could be ending and you'd remain unshaken."

Elise didn't feel like entertaining his banter. "Shouldn't you be there right now?"

"I am," Patrick confirmed.

"Then why call me?"

"I'm concerned."

"Don't be."

"I have a feeling this won't go as planned. What's your take?" His tone was cryptic.

"I disagree. Who would dare disrupt a union between the Levines and the Stuarts?"

"We'll see," he said ominously.

Elise dismissed his foreboding words and returned her attention to the wedding livestream. William stood patiently at the altar, awaiting his bride.

The ceremony reflected the union of two powerful dynasties. Every detail was more elaborate than any typical wedding.

After considerable fanfare, Victoria finally emerged from the hotel's grand entrance. Her white wedding gown shimmered under the bright lights as she stepped into the waiting limousine.

The live chat erupted once more.

[Stunning!]

[Absolutely breathtaking!]

[A perfect match!]

The camera cut to William's face. His expression was solemn, devoid of any smile. He looked more like an observer than the groom.

Though the shot quickly changed, sharp-eyed viewers had already noticed.

[Does William seem unhappy to anyone else?]

[I thought I saw him smile earlier, but he looks detached... almost like he's not the one getting married.]

[Maybe he doesn't love Victoria. Family pressure?]

[Even the golden spoon crew has their struggles. Suddenly my student loans don't seem so bad...]

The enthusiastic chat quickly buried these observations. More heartwarming scenes demanded attention.

Victoria's limousine proceeded to Rockville's grandest cathedral. The livestream switched to the cathedral's interior, where final preparations were underway. The pews were filled with distinguished guests, though most faces remained off-camera to protect their privacy. The scale of the event was undeniably magnificent.

The journey took thirty minutes. As Victoria arrived, wedding bells pealed through the air, marking the auspicious moment.

She stepped out of the limousine as Mendelssohn's "Wedding March" filled the cathedral. All the guests rose in unison.

Every eye followed Victoria as she walked down the petal-strewn aisle on her father's arm, moving steadily toward William.

William's white swallowtail tuxedo seemed to enhance the sanctuary's sacred atmosphere. He stood like a prince from a fairy tale, waiting for his bride.