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....kanzal was an image of personified purity,  her beauty was overwhelming,  she was spectacular and breathtakingly outshining in her bridal,  poised and looking enchanting waiting for her wizard her life companion her lord surrounded in enraptured perfumes,  surrounded with flower petals,  her long veil covered her face,   emotions  throbbing dream filled eyes decorated  her soul,  someone entered the room,  who else could it be except her groom wizard, sge couldn't see who was it through the veil,  she shrunk and tightly braced herself 

Kanzal, this was the voice she could identify  amongst millions of voices,  she quickly glanced up, Bilal stood there right before her,