Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Asha petals in full bloom fluttered brightly. The wedding, with only a handful of guests, was held outdoors.

For the wedding, the Ducal couple opened the gardens of the Duke’s castle. While the decorations throughout the garden were not fancy, it was luxurious as the atmosphere of the wedding was friendly because only intimate people gathered.

“The whole world is pink.”

The Princess muttered in a voice mixed with laughter. The gray eyes, of a different temperature from the Emperor’s, curved finely.

“It’s like a day for the Duchess.”

The world dyed pink all over resembles Iellie’s pink hair. As Marquis Rondo nodded his head, agreeing with her words, the two sat side by side and had a small talk.

“Come to think of it, will the Dukedom’s Asha Festival be held this year as well?”

“I heard so. To celebrate the coming of a new duchess, I heard that the scale will be very large.”

“Oh, is that so? As far as I know, the Asha Festival in the capital has been omitted this year.”

The two people who had a conversation with each other looked excited. They watched the scene of the wedding.

“At last, the main character of the day has appeared.”

Marquis Rondo said with shining eyes. As he appeared in the distance, the Duke, with his pure white silver hair neatly combed and dressed in neat formal attire, resembled a knight in a fairy tale. Would a graceful beast be like that?

“….”

Glancing back at the guests with sluggish eyes, the Duke, who bowed slightly to thank his guests, moved slowly. Stepping on the long stretch of silk, he stepped in front of the priest.

“Then, it is time for the Duchess’ turn to come…”

Started by Marquis Rondo’s words, a little commotion came from afar. The guests, including the princess and the marquis, raised their eyes as spontaneous exclamations were heard here and there.

“…Is it the Duchess?”

“Oh my God, she’s so beautiful.”

The compliment was not word of mouth. The pure white veil fluttered like fog. The dress, delicately embroidered with lace, was so white that it looked bluish as the ends were gracefully puffed up like white roses.

“But that…?”

“It’s a tiara.”

People rolled their eyes in amazement. A pure white tiara was shining above the Duchess’ head. Choosing the tiara itself was a challenge to the Imperial Family.

“No way, that jewel in the tiara…?”

A pink diamond the size of a thumb was embedded in the center of the pure white tiara, which was made of platinum in the shape of Asha’s flower crown. In addition, the leaves were made of the finest emerald.

The twinkling light tickled the eyes.

“The rumor that the Duchess received ‘Asha’s Tears’ as a wedding gift… it was true.”

A voice came out a sigh.

Asha’s tears… It was an heirloom of the Duke’s family that contained the legend of the silver dragon and the Asha fairy.

‘…But, a tiara might displease the Princess.’

As they thought so, people glanced at the Princess without even noticing. However, the Princess said with a rather pleasant look.

“Oh my. It seems that the duke and his wife have firmly grasped their hearts.”

“Right?”

“Besides, that tiara suits the Duchess very well.”

While the Princess muttered with a smile on her face, Marquis Rondo did as well. If she was displeased, there was no reason to be anxious.

The guests looked relieved.

‘Len…’

Zachary raised his gaze, possessed. The color of the whole world disappeared, and only Iellie shone. Oh my God, was she that pretty? No, she was originally pretty, but that was too…

‘…She’s like a fairy.’

It was a bit of a trite compliment, but he really thought so. He thought he knew why the silver dragon in the legend loved the Asha fairy. It must be because it couldn’t help but love her… just like he was now.

“Zachary.”

Looking at him, Iellie smiled faintly.

At that moment, Zachary once again had a banal experience. The illusion that the fireworks explode and the world looks beautiful. God, he wished he could die right now.

“Len.”

Even though he decided to greet her as leisurely as possible, all he actually spit out was her name. With a tight, locked voice, Zachary called out to her as he held out her hand in a graceful motion and smiled from her eyes.

“Why do you have such a hard face?”

“That…”

“Because I am so pretty?”

She was so lovely, laughing and throwing jokes as always. Zachary silently nodded his head. It seemed that if he said anything here, he would literally be tongue-tied.

Soon, the two joined hands.

“Zachary, the way you walk is so awkward.”

Iellie swallowed a laugh and whispered. The usual sword-like momentum when dealing with people had all disappeared, leaving only the shy young man she knew as Zachary led her with stiff movements.

“It’s all because of you.”

“Because of me?”

“Yes. Who told you to be this pretty? It makes my heart flutter.”

His voice was full of sincerity, so Iellie’s became awkward. Well, she was actually kidding, but he looked at her like that. The sweet affection contained in it was so intense.

‘…Now my heart is fluttering now, too.’

At first, even though she was fine, her heart kept beating. Her heart was beating so fast that the sound of her beating felt like it could be heard inside. The two headed towards the end of the altar, where the priest was standing.

“It is an honor to hear the marriage vows of the Duke and Duchess.”

Beneath the arch made of all sorts of flowers, the priest standing in front of the podium smiled with a wrinkled face. It was the priest who would officiate their marriage. The priest timidly opened his mouth to the two of them.

“Do you two swear to cherish and respect each other forever and be faithful to each other?”

“I swear.”

“I swear.”

Iellie felt her voice tremble slightly. When she glanced at him, Zachary also had a nervous face. The warmth from him was felt through the fine lace gloves.

What to do, her heart was beating fast.

“Do you swear to have no one else in your heart but each other?”

“I swear.”

“I swear.”

Voices of different tones intertwined like music. The priest nodded his head lightly and immediately continued.

“Then, you may face each other.”

Iellie and Zachary let go of their hands and stared at each other. Both of their cheeks were flushed red.

“….”

“….”

The bud-like eyes and deep blue eyes contained each other inside. There was a strange feeling. An overwhelming feeling of being the only person left in the world. It was an overflowing love as the two took a deep breath without even knowing it.

“Then now, offer your marriage vows to your partner.”

The priest spoke calmly.

Iellie felt the tension tightening her body. Unlike other regions, the marriage vows in the North are simple.

Zachary lifted her hand lightly and whispered.

“I give you my heart and soul.”

However, its weight was also different from other regions. Heart and soul. The two elements that make up a person.

“You are my eternal master and the only one.”

Zachary knelt down and kissed the back of her hand. As befits a knight’s region in the north, the marriage vows were also made in which the knight gave an oath to the lady. His deep blue eyes stared at her.

“I accept your vow.”

Iellie answered in the clearest voice possible. The part where Zachary’s lips touched was strangely hot.

“Our destiny is to be together, and we will be by each other’s side forever.”

Hearing her words, he made a small smile. It was a smile that seemed happy like he had won the whole world, as Iellie took his hand and raised Zachary up.

The priest said to them.

“You may kiss each other as an oath.”

When he glanced down at her, a calm face under the pure white veil, long eyelashes neatly down, and red lips were captured in his eyes. His lady was as beautiful as the incarnation of the Asha fairy.

Zachary whispered softly.

“Len.”

Hearing that voice, she slightly raised her head.

A provocative light seeped into the inner corners of the pale green eyes. Zachary placed her hand on Iellie’s waist, and pulled her as he lowered his head.

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