Lily Islar was certainly not a beauty who would steal attention at first glance.
However, her clean appearance, which revealed her unique calm and kind character, rather attracted more attention than her clumsy beauty.
Although the world these days regards a woman with a bit of flesh as the most beautiful, Mrs. Hayworth had no doubt that Lily’s tall, slender figure complemented her characteristic graceful movements.
‘Besides, those blue eyes! If it’s that, it won’t lose to those purple eyes.’
For her characteristic and beautiful eyes, which are inherited with a probability of 80% from Islar’s main bloodline, the luxury experts gave her a romantic nickname, ‘Turin’s Dew’.
Lily was also the owner of those eyes.
‘Yes, my lady is like a dewy lily. It’s not that roses aren’t beautiful, but lilies also have their charms!’
While desperately insisting on Lilian’s good points, Mrs. Hayworth suddenly became angry.
She is their young lady who never falls out no matter where she’s taken, but the beauty of the groom is invincible!
On the wedding day, which only happens once in a lifetime, everyone just looks at the groom’s face. Mrs. Hayworth grumbled, upset.
“Why does a man have to be so good-looking. He should at least have a conscience.”
Oh my gosh.
Now, even being handsome is becoming an object of criticism. Lilian was dumbfounded and laughed a little.
Still, she had no intention of stopping them. She should at least listen to their complaints when the marriage and dress are not going the way they want.
‘And honestly, it’s not that uncomfortable to hear.’
In fact, Mrs. Hayworth and the Turin servants were the ones who hated the groom’s appearance, saying ‘a guy who looks like freshly kneaded bread dough is taking our lady away’.
It’s not that they hated Damian.
They just didn’t want Lilian to be taken away. Other than Damian being handsome, it didn’t really matter per se.
“…lady, why are you staring at me like that?”
“Pardon?”
Lilian had a characteristic smile that curved her drooping eyes. Just so.
“I just think I’m truly loved?”
Mrs. Hayworth was a little startled by the naturalness of the hostess. Soon, she raised a brow and gave a stern warning.
“I won’t be fooled regarding your outfit even if you make me feel good like that!”
“Oops, got caught.”
***
The week passed by like a lightning bolt.
On the day of the wedding, some waited and some did not.
Rumble, quack!
“Wow, my God.”
It rained like a downpour, as if representing the collapse of the people of Turin.
Swaaaa, too-dak-too-dak.
Too-da-da-da-da-dak…
The rain pounded the ground. If hit, it looked like it would bruise before getting wet. It was a rare rain this season.
It wasn’t just rain. In the sky, the rain clouds twisted their bodies like they were upset, and lightning flashed and thunder rang every time.
“Hey… It’s not easy for the weather to be so bad on the best day.”
Looking at Damian, Ivan muttered softly.
Matteo murmured as if spitting it out.
“I guess it’s because uncle did something to be punished for.”
Without noticing the strangely sharp spirit of the boy, Ivan chimed in.
“That’s right. That’s why you should listen to the words of loyal subjects and take care of yourself…”
In any case, the rain came down so suddenly that they couldn’t postpone the schedule now.
The bride has been groomed and the wedding hall has also been redecorated. The preparations for the outdoor reception for the after-party were already complete.
Now the groom was waiting for the bride, and all the guests that arrived since yesterday were all ready and waiting for the ceremony to begin.
‘Of course, the timing…’
Cedric Islar, the guardian of the bride waiting in the distance, looked particularly upset.
It seemed to Ivan that he was very unhappy that the wedding hadn’t been called off because of the rain that had come earlier..
And Damian…
“…”
There was no expression on his face, like a platinum colored rose that had been in full bloom after bathing in sunlight for several days.
He didn’t look particularly upset, but the composure in his eyes were gone and his aura was strangely sharp.
‘Whoa…’
At that time, the only thing he could see was blood. Ivan involuntarily spit out a hopeful observation.
“Well, since we’re doing it indoors because of the cold, it’ll be fine…”
When Ivan said that.
Rumble…boom!
An ominous sound on a different level from before echoed throughout the castle. It felt like the floor they were standing on was shaking.
“I-it must be thunder…right?”
“That, maybe?”
The question was soon resolved.
“My lord!”
A servant who hurriedly ran in, wet from the rain, found Cedric.
Cedric slightly furrowed his brows.
“Is there something?”
“It’s a big deal. The church, the wedding hall, that is to say, the annex…it collapsed!”
What.
As they were going to the wedding hall in groups of three or five, they met with rain and the chatter of the people waiting at the front door suddenly stopped.
“Explain the situation in detail.”
“The Sistine tree next to the church annex was struck by lightning…”
The Sistine tree was planted by Islar’s ancestors, who built this castle over two hundred years ago, and it was a tree that was no different from the Islar Family’s heirloom.
Unfortunately, the giant tree, struck by lightning in a bad place, was split in two with a terrifying sound.
Half of the tree survived, but the other half hit the roof of the church where the wedding would be held.
It’s said that the roof that could not withstand the weight of the tree collapsed.
That meant that the wedding hall, painstakingly prepared by Turin’s servants by polishing it brick by brick, was completely in disarray.
Cedric groaned in amazement.
“Oh my gosh…”
It was a catastrophe.
Chatter quickly spread among the guests.
“Will the wedding be canceled?”
“This is the first time this has happened.”
“How can they be so unlucky?”
“Could this be a sign that this sudden union is headed for catastrophe?”
“Shh, watch your mouth!”
Damn it. Cedric almost cursed.
It was Lilian’s wedding, although he didn’t like it very much.
Grand Lady Lannister, who was Lilian’s etiquette teacher, also gave stern advice.
“In the yard of breaking the precedent, it has to be the most perfect. That way, we can reduce the back talk even a little bit.”
As usual, from the Blanchett family,
[I am sending you a letter because it’s difficult to congratulate you due to the tight deadline.]
Then they sent good medicinal materials for a pregnant woman as a gift.
It was a mockery saying that she’s getting married in a hurry because of something unpleasant.
After being thrown out by the former Gread Feudal Lord of Hemenlinna, he immediately became attached to Claude, and after the death of the Great Feudal Lord, his momentum noticeably increased.
If the wedding was canceled as it is, there’s a high possibility that the honor of Lilian, who had not yet debuted, would also be ruined.
Cedric bit his lip nervously.
‘First, clean up the hall then call Allen and Mrs. Hayworth to come up with a countermeasure…’
When he thought that far, the tumultous hall suddenly became quiet.
“Look over there…is she the bride?”
Lilian appeared at the worst timing.
Lilian was standing on the balcony overlooking the entire front door.
However, her outfit was a bit different from what was expected.
People assumed that Lily, being the dear sister of the immensely wealthy Cedric, would of course wear a very luxurious dress.
But their expectations were wrong. Lily’s dress is beyond glamorous…it was very simple.
A smooth, milky-white dress with an unblown skirt wrapped around her slender body like water.
Although it fit perfectly…
‘Isn’t that normal clothes?’
Pure white silk, as soft as baby rose petals, was a valuable commodity, traded for the same weight in gold.
But she didn’t live up to the expectations of those who believed that Lilian would come out laden with all kinds of dazzling jewels.
But there’s one thing that made her look special in people’s eyes.
“She’s wearing a veil.”
The lace veil, hanging down to her feet, was as white as the sun and rustled lightly like a dream.
It was an unfamiliar outfit. The Empire had a boquet, but there’s no standardized image of a wedding dress.
Therefore, it was the first time that a bride wore a veil.
If the appearance was even a little strange, people would have ridiculed it as ‘a strange bride perfectly suited for the worst weather’.
And Lily would have been labeled as ‘a girl who was born into a good family and met a decent man, but unfortunately, her head is a bit crazy’.
But no one opened their mouths. Not once.
The married wives all thought at the same time.
‘Why didn’t I think of wearing a veil at my wedding?’
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