“Duke, I heard you’re going to a warm beach for your vacation.”
“I am going to the beach.”
“But isn’t this the North?”
“It’s just a stop on the way.”
“…….”
His aide, Chris, shut his mouth.
What sea is in the North? And what sea is connected to the mountainous region of the North?
He had a lot to say, but he didn’t. He knew why his superior and master, Ian Chervil, had come to the North.
“By the way, why are all the shops closed on the weekend?”
Chris looked around with a puzzled expression.
He had entered the largest shopping district in the Northern Territory. But the streets were more deserted than dead.
Like a ghost town, most of the shops were closed, and not even an ant could be seen passing by.
“It’s strange. It’s too eerie.”
Chris hugged his arms, feeling goosebumps. It was the first time he had ever experienced anything like this.
“Isn’t it dangerous? Shouldn’t we get out of here now…….”
“Have you forgotten who I am?”
Ian clicked his tongue, feeling pathetic towards Chris.
“I know very well. Of course, I do.”
Chris retorted as if he were used to his lord’s arrogant tone.
But when you think about it, he was right.
Ian Chervil. Who was he? Wasn’t he the youngest commander of the Imperial Moonlight Knights?
Of course, he was now just a pathetic ex-fiancé who had taken a vacation under the pretext of needing a break and come to see his ex-fiancée.
“Oh? Hey!”
Chris, who had been grumbling inwardly, spotted a merchant closing his shop and called out as he ran towards him.
“Is there a special day today? Why isn’t anyone doing business?”
“Are you from out of town?”
The merchant scanned Chris up and down with suspicious eyes.
“Yes. I came from the capital.”
“Most people won’t be doing business today. There’s a big celebration and festival.”
When Chris spoke politely with a neat appearance, the merchant dropped some of his suspicion and told him.
“A festival? Isn’t it too quiet for a festival?”
“Today is the day the Lord is getting married. The wedding is at the Grand Duke’s castle, and all the territory residents have been invited, so most people aren’t doing business.”
“Ah…… yes. Thank you for the information.”
Chris sent the merchant, who seemed to be in a hurry, away and glanced at Ian’s expression.
Of all days. Why today of all days. The timing was terrible.
The Grand Duke was getting married. It was obvious who he was marrying.
Didn’t his lord’s ex-fiancée, Celonia, go to the North with the Grand Duke?
“Um…… Duke, shall we go back?”
Chris carefully broached the subject, sweating profusely.
Ian stared at the towering castle in the distance for a long time before answering.
“I’m going to the Grand Duke’s castle.”
* * *
“For a wedding, it doesn’t seem like any nobles were invited.”
Chris muttered as he checked the people gathered in the garden.
The people enjoying the banquet in the garden all seemed to be territory residents.
“Is the security okay? What if something happens or a riot breaks out?”
Chris was worried, even though it wasn’t his problem. He was shocked from the moment he passed through the Grand Duke’s castle.
The gate was wide open, and the knights were just standing there.
He told them to announce his lord’s visit, but they told him to just go inside because there was an order from the Grand Duke to allow everyone’s visit today.
When he came in, what do you know? Unlike the dead-quiet town, there was a huge crowd of people gathered here.
They were laughing loudly and acting frivolously, and the atmosphere was boisterous.
It was his first time at such an informal gathering for guests and a wedding.
“Duke, shouldn’t we go back now?”
Chris suggested to Ian with a frown. As the aide to the Duke of Chervil and the second son of a Count’s family, he disliked this frivolous atmosphere.
“Please be quiet, everyone. We will be holding the wedding ceremony soon. Please take your seats this way.”
At the words of the emcee [master of ceremonies] who appeared just in time, the garden became quiet in an instant.
Everyone headed to the adjacent garden where the white carpet was laid out for the wedding to take place.
“Duke. Are you going back?”
In response to Chris’s question, Ian moved his feet the same way as the people instead of answering. Inevitably, Chris sighed and followed Ian.
An announcement was made once more that the wedding would proceed soon.
Everyone moved forward to see today’s protagonists even a little closer. However, Ian and Chris stood in the shade under a wisteria tree a little away from the garden.
Chris wondered why he wasn’t leaving if he was going to be like this, but he silently waited for his lord, who couldn’t take his eyes off the garden where the wedding would take place.
Before long, a person wearing a white cassock [a close-fitting, ankle-length garment worn by clergy or members of a choir] decorated with gold thread stood under the pavilion at the end of the wedding road.
It was a face Chris also knew. It was the bishop of the temple.
Soon after, the bride and groom appeared together and stood in front of the wedding road.
“…….”
Chris was breathless. He felt overwhelmed by the appearance of the bride and groom, who stood out even from a distance.
The bride, wearing a white wedding dress that fell in the shape of a bell and revealed her shoulders, was truly beautiful.
The pearls attached to the dress along with the lace decorations were emitting mysterious colors like opals as they received the sunlight. A tiara was placed on top of the transparent veil that covered her black hair, making her dazzling.
He truly realized that the main character of the wedding was the bride.
The groom was also no match. The fitted vest and formal attire that revealed his height of over 190 centimeters [approximately 6 feet 3 inches] and his sturdy physique suited him very well.
Jet-black hair and blood-red eyes. Even an appearance that you can never forget once you see it.
Chris thought that Ian Chervil, his lord, was the most handsome person he had ever seen in his life. But the moment he saw that face today, he vowed to change his mind.
“Really…….”
Chris, who was muttering without realizing it, swallowed the rest of his words.
That the two of them looked good together. Especially those same black hair…… wait.
Both of them have black hair?
“Duke. The bride…… isn’t Celonia?”
Chris looked at Ian with a surprised face.
He naturally thought the bride would be Celonia, but it was different. Her face and hair color were all different.
“What’s going on?”
“…….”
Even to Chris’s fussing question, Ian was staring only at the bride without moving. His eyes were subtly twitching, and his hands were clenched.
“Let’s march.”
The bride and groom walked down the white carpet with their arms linked.
Everyone who had gathered clapped and congratulated them with all their hearts. Except for Ian and Chris.
As the two entered the pavilion and stood before the bishop, the ceremony began.
And Chris became even more confused.
“Eun-yeong? What is this?”
The bride’s name that came out of the bishop’s mouth was Eun-yeong, not Celonia.
Her face, hair color, and name were all different. It was a completely different person. It wasn’t Celonia who was marrying the Grand Duke.
But why does his lord have this expression?
Ian was clenching his fists tightly, his eyes red with a blank expression.
He looked like he had been hurt as much as he could be, but he also looked angry, but he also looked resigned. An expression that really looked like he was watching his ex-fiancée’s wedding.
“I now pronounce the two of you husband and wife.”
After exchanging rings and performing the ceremonial sermon, the bishop declared, and the groom bowed his head and kissed the bride.
After a long kiss, the two people, now husband and wife, smiled at each other.
Limitless affection was embedded in their eyes, which seemed to contain the sunlight and warmth, and generous applause and cheers poured out.
Everyone’s blessings filled the garden.
Chris changed his mind a little. This kind of wedding wasn’t so bad.
The sight of everyone gathered sincerely wishing the two of them happiness and congratulating them was truly an unforgettable scene.
“…….”
Ian bit his lip as he watched Eun-yeong naturally accept Tan’s affectionate touch as he brushed her hair back.
His heart ached.
He could no longer bear to see the two people smiling at each other with all their hearts, as if only they existed in this world.
“Let’s go back.”
Ian quickly stormed out of his seat.
“Duke!”
Chris hurriedly chased after him.
Ian realized that Eun-yeong was Celonia from the moment she appeared.
Even though her name, appearance, and everything else had changed, there was one thing that hadn’t changed. That look that he had often seen during the subjugation was the same.
Besides, he remembered Celonia running to Tan and hugging him on the day of the hearing at the Imperial Palace.
The face she smiled at Tan with a strange expression he had never seen before. Tan’s affectionate gaze as he looked at her. It was the same as the appearance of that couple now.
He also learned for the first time that her real name, which she didn’t want to tell him, was ‘Eun-yeong’. That guy was calling that name without hesitation.
He came all the way here with lingering feelings, but that feeling was really only his.
“Shall I find a place to stay?”
“No. Let’s go back.”
He quickly left the Grand Duke’s castle. He would never visit this place again.