A few short weeks passed by in a warm, happy blur.
The tall, loud human city of New York was always busy. Down on the streets, millions of people were rushing to work, honking their car horns, and shouting on their phones. But high up in the sky, near the very top of a giant glass building, it was a completely different world.
Today was the wedding day.
The Kings had bought a massive, private indoor garden just for this special morning. It was a breathtaking place. The walls were made of clear glass, showing the bright blue sky and fluffy white clouds. Thick, green vines climbed up the tall pillars, and thousands of sweet-smelling white roses were blooming everywhere.
It was incredibly beautiful, but the most special thing about the indoor garden was how quiet it was.
It was completely silent.
There were no noisy crowds of people whispering in the back rows. There were no distant cousins, no old coworkers, and no human friends.
