Ice Princess Wedding Disaster
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The grand ballroom glittered with crystal chandeliers as Elsa stood breathless before her tiered ivory cake, lace-gloved fingers trembling around the silver knife. Months of meticulous planning—the hand-beaded gown, the rose-petal aisle, the orchestra’s first chord—had all led to this flawless moment. Across the crowd, Jack’s mischievous grin should’ve been her first warning. The blade sank into fondant—then *pop*. Frosting erupted like a champagne geyser, drenching her veil in buttercream, speckling her carefully curled hair with rainbow sprinkles. Guests gasped as raspberry filling dripped down her décolletage. Jack’s booming laugh echoed off the marble columns. “Surprise, princess!” Her dream wedding now smelled of supermarket birthday parties. But the florist’s van idling outside held backup dresses, the bridal suite’s steam shower still hummed, and Elsa’s determination burned brighter than any ruined silk train. Time to transform disaster into legend—starting with scrubbing cake out of her eyelashes.
