The dew-dropped glass glistened in the sunlight. The smell of wet soil was refreshing and the warm sunlight warmed them up.
Still, not everything was perfect. Although the day was clear, it was because strong winds that drove away the dark clouds blew in from time to time.
“Oh, my hat!”
The colorful ribbons and hem of the skirt fluttered and even the loosely fastened hat was blown away by the wind.
But that didn’t really matter as long as people decided to treat the wedding as a fun event that would never happen again.
The noble ladies, who didn’t know each other at all, held each other’s clothes so that it wouldn’t fly off, then opened their faces and began to have a friendly conversation.
The young lady who lost her hat exchanged a sad look with the young man who picked it up.
It was pleasant.
In that cluttered situation, the bride reappeared under the escort of her brother.
A bouquet of flowers they hadn’t seen before was in her hand. It wasn’t a beautiful and expensive flower carefully grown in the greenhouse, but a bunch of small, dewy white wild flowers.
Lily’s choice of wildflowers wasn’t because she wanted to be special.
It was just because she didn’t have the confidence to hold the heavy and large bouquet properly throughout the ceremony. In any case, people with good eyes noticed even that.
As the bride slowly began to walk in, some of the overjoyed ladies involuntarily burst into applause.
‘Oh my, I have to be quiet at a wedding!’
But the embarrassment didn’t last long. It was because people started clapping one by one.
Amid the unusual blessing, Lilian quietly smiled.
This situation felt like a scene from a movie.
Unexpected accidents and pleasant solution process.
And even the image of herself walking into the wedding hall receiving applause from many people as if the finale was coming to an end…
At that time, Lily’s eyes saw Damian standing in front of the podium.
Damian was smartly dressed in a black imperial uniform with silver epaulettes in the shape of eagle wings.
Other than that, he didn’t seem to have put much effort into it, but he showed off his mature beauty much more than usual.
It seemed that no one in this venue could match that beauty.
‘Maybe…’
The decision to wear the veil must have been a good decision, Lilian nodded happily.
Indeed. The fact that the bride put on an unprecedented veil was not for an elaborate production.
It was only to prevent the situation of being evaluated next to a beauty!
Perhaps thanks to the harsh reality, her mood calmed down a bit. At that moment, Lilian realized that she had been a little excited all along, and she was surprised.
This.
In an instant, her hands went cold.
A scene from a movie? It was a really crazy thought.
It’s a bit embarrassing to get swept up in the jovial atmosphere and think of herself as the protagonist in a romantic comedy. Still, she’s glad she came to her senses.
Lilian made up her mind.
‘This is just a wedding.’
A couple, who have no feelings for each other except good impressions, met and decided to form a political bond.
There’s no room for further development in a mutually beneficial partnership.
She promised the man with her own mouth that she would not ask for more.
“Lily, are you okay?”
“…yes.”
Lilian answered in a calm voice as usual.
“I’m okay, brother.”
She had to be fine.
The moment has finally come. Cedric put Lilian’s hand on top of Damian’s.
She resolved in her heart.
However, she was so ashamed of the gigantic illusion she had just made that Lilian unknowingly shrank her arm.
“!”
But it was faster for Damian to grab her hand so it wouldn’t hurt but not run away than for Lily to pull it away.
Lilian let out a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate. She almost looked suspicious in front of the invited guests.
She sincerely thanked Damian for his response, but she was unable to say anything for now as the priest was waiting in front of the podium.
Nervous, Lilian hadn’t thought about how Damian would react to her sigh as she tried to remove her hand.
The priest asked.
“Everyone, Damian Vamiera Ernst Rupenwein and Lilian Mariestad Islar are getting married today. Do you agree that I, the majestic God’s servant, Roderick Esta, bear witness to your relationship before God and man?”
“Yes, I do.”
“…yes, I do.”
Damian and Lily, who was slightly nervous, answered a beat later.
The cleric nodded, and the apprentice cleric who was waiting next to him brought a velvet colored certificate.
It was a marriage license issued in the name of Cedric Islar, Marquis of Turin.
First, Damian picked up a pen and started writing his signature. Because Damian’s official titles were so dazzling, it took some time to finish his signature.
[Grand Duke of Rupenwein, Elector of Hemenlinna, Duke of Hemenlinna, Grand Captain of the Alt Sea, Count of Palmiens, Honorable Marshal of the Imperial Army, Commander of the Iron Lion Knights and the Knight of Gold, ‘Imperator Leyengrad’ Damian Valmiera Ernst Rupenwein.]
…even though Damien scribbled his signature quickly, it took quite a while to get to the last point.
After finally signing, Damian handed over the pen himself. Lilian accepted with her slightly trembling hand.
Until now, she had been just Lady Lily Islar of Turin. But it wasn’t from here.
In a tense situation, Damian looked down at Lilian, who was naturally hesitant to write the unfamiliar titles as her signature.
Still, Lily soon started signing as well.
[Grand Duchess of Rupenwein, Lady of Hemenlinna, Lady of Turin, Duchess of Hemenlinna, Mistress of the Alt Sea, Countess of Palmiens…]
When she wrote that far, Damian suddenly whispered in her ear.
“…write it all down.”
“…”
Even as she was startled, Lilian’s hand moved quickly and added another title as Damian said.
Finally, the final point was placed on the marriage certificate.
“With this, I declare that the two of you have become husband and wife. You may now kiss each other as a promise of faithfulness.”
Damian silently lifted Lily’s veil.
It goes without saying that the hands of a man skilled in war could tear it with the slightest effort, and when he carefully lifted up the delicate veil and finally faced the bride, people were in awe.
Damian stared into the bride’s blue eyes.
His bride. Poor Lily, who now belonged to him and reality.
A wild joy swept through him from head to toe. A beautiful smile slowly spread across Damian’s lips.
Her Highness…
“My poor little lady.”
The words were of pity but the eyes were a little frightening. Damian sweetly whispered to Lily, who instinctively flinched.
“It’s too late to refuse.”
It was faster for Damian to close the distance than for Lily to reply with a ‘what?’.
“Hup.”
In an instant, their lips met.
Lightly, the veil fell over Damian’s head. The wind blew just right, and the long weil completely covered the two of them.
This obscured for some time the image of Damian hurriedly devouring Lilian with impatient kisses.
“Uh…um.”
A kiss this long…
Isn’t it obscene?
Lily frowned, but only then did their wet lips finally parted with a wet sound.
Inside the veil, light blue eyes and purple eyes looked at each other.
Damian laughed first. The full smile was not friendly.
“It’s over now.”
She can’t go anywhere.
Lilian felt a sense of inexplicable chill in that voice, which was based on pure joy. She seemed to be especially sensitive to Damian.
Why? Damian kissed Lilian’s lips as she stared at him in thought.
Misunderstandings led each other to the wrong destination like a runaway train.
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