Chapter 13

Translated by XyeHeart Edited by XyeHeart

“That’s all for today, Bran.”

“Indeed, Your Grace!”

Klaus beckoned as he brushed sweat from his wet hair.

“Come here, I’ll listen as we go.”

Meriel followed Klaus, biting and chewing on the candy she’d been chewing on for a while.

“What do you want to ask?”

“Well, I guess I forgot.”

“I suppose it wasn’t that significant.”

Meriel flashed a distinct eye smile. She recalled building a snowman in the morning.

She informed him that the commander was more cool.

“Do you like Bran?”

“He’s a devoted knight.” she replied nonchalantly.

“Are you sure he’s cool?”

“Sure, he’s great.”

“What the hell is great?” he murmured quietly.

Despite his complaints, he couldn’t have asked her openly like he could in Kiyan.

“Do you know what?”

“I don’t know.” she teasingly replied.

“…….”

“Oh, what do I need to know?”

“Enough.”

“I’m curious, what is it?”

Klaus swept his hair back, which continued to walk down, as Meriel giggled.

“I’m much cooler.”

Meriel came to a halt as a result of his startling words.

She felt like her face was going to cramp when she squeezed her lips.

Shameless!

He said it nonchalantly.

“The princess appears to have poor eyesight.”

Meriel bowed her head. She couldn’t look at his face any longer.

“Then I’ll see you at dinner.”

She didn’t notice Klaus fleeing by turning his back. By the time he vanished, Meriel had sat down.

She couldn’t stop laughing.

The man who claims he’s much cooler is so adorable.

Meriel, strangely, wanted to keep teasing him.

His genuine feelings were pleasurable.

The longing and pathetic behavior he displayed on occasion was irritating, but she was fine with it.

She had a good time talking with him.

“That’s insane.”

She tried to relax by pressing her cheeks with her fingers, but her lips twitched.

It was the wedding ceremony that signaled the end of the snowy winter and the blooming of spring flowers.

When the snow melts, they receive a response to their wedding invitation, which was sent to the capital.

Then it was clear that she would be busy without even the slightest pleasure from the present.

Unlike at the palace, where time moved at a glacial pace, time flew by here.

Meriel took a deep breath, shook her seat, and stood up.

She reasoned that they could have a little fun right now.

She’s not stupid, she doesn’t feel threatened, and she’ll have a little fun here.

* * *

The sky was crystal clear and blue.

Who sees a garden in full bloom with spring flowers?

It was breathtaking.

Meriel took a breather as she gazed out the crowded window.

Time flies by so quickly, but the day has already arrived.

The wedding with the Grand Duke was a deliberate decision.

The emperor responded quickly to the unexpected wedding invitation.

「 “How could I not attend the wedding of the empire’s precious princess?

I’ll be in attendance. Without a doubt, the Grand Duke will cherish her.” 」

It was a disturbing response.

Klaus protected Meriel. He was the one who shielded her from the threat of numerous assassinations up until today’s wedding ceremony.

It was enough to applaud the emperor’s determination to send assassins to Dustin Estate.

“Can I get you some water, Princess?”

“No.”

“You haven’t had anything to eat since yesterday.”

Hills, the maid who had become a familiar face, asked.

For today, she received various types of massage and even altered her diet in order to remain fit enough to wear a dress.

Of course, there was no coercion from anyone.

She simply wanted to look her best.

“We’ve never had so many guests before at Dustin’s estate,” Hills, the maid, added.

That’s absurd, isn’t it?

Everyone came, even if they referred to them as “foolish princess” and “monster grand duke” as they pleased, because they were getting married.

If they had received a wedding invitation, they would have blown arsenic.

“All of the gifts that arrived for the princess are kept separately. The gift in return is…”

“I have no intention of repaying anyone.”

“What?”

“Anyway, they must have prepared it carelessly.”

They attended just in case. Rumor has it that the princess, which has slowly spread, is not a fool.

And the fearful monster who married the princess made it a little easier to approach.

They were all people who moved with purpose and forethought.

She’d be here to prepare for the unknown future.

She wondered if anyone would truly congratulate the Grand Duke and her at the wedding hall, where a large crowd had gathered.

The Grand Duke and she were never in love in the first place.

‘How many people would mock us? Even the cretins who passed by shouting that monsters and fools were marrying would have laughed, right?’

A peaceful and lovely garden of the Grand Duke’s Palace, where spring flowers bloom beyond the bustle of the city.

Meriel, dressed in a white gown, was quietly clearing her mind.

Meriel, who stood there looking brighter than the flowers, gradually drew attention away from the flowers, sensing that the ceremony was about to begin.

“Princess, are you here?”

Klaus, dressed in a black uniform, approached with a smile on his face. He looks great in a black background with red patterns and gold.

The scar on his left eye was nothing.

Rather, the scar showed him more manly.

The calm blue eyes shook faintly as they looked at Meriel. He stiffened when he saw her in a bright white lace wedding dress.

He still blushed even though he had seen him several times already.

“Do I look pretty?”

Unlike her usual noble and elegant self, her youthful question drew his attention to her while also causing him to avoid her gaze.

“I’ve told you many times before. What is it that you keep asking?”

“I’d like to hear it a couple more times.”

“……you’re lovely.” His voice was softly murmuring into Meriel’s ears.

It’s obviously a loveless marriage, but whenever he spoke to her, his voice was endlessly sweet.

“All right, let’s go to the ceremony.”

His hand reached out, wearing white gloves. Meriel walked carefully beside him, hand in hand.

She was relieved that her high heels had prevented her from falling.

“Are you nervous?”

“I believe the Grand Duke is more nervous.”

“Do you think I’ll be nervous?”

“Yes.”

Meriel appeared unconcerned, as if she wasn’t nervous, but they both knew better.

He grips her hand tightly, and she is so full that she can harden herself.

She is tense.

Her anxiety was being conveyed to him unfiltered.

“Princess…”

“Meriel.”

“…what?”

“My name is Meriel, and you can call me that.”

When she gave strength to his hand, he opened his eyes wide, as if surprised.

Then he looked at her with the sad eyes he always had.

“I’ll do that then….Meriel.”

Meriel guardedly smiled as she noticed him speaking respectfully while calling her name.

She stood at the back door of the wedding ceremony with Klaus, hoping that the peace would last a little longer.

Sebastian, the ceremony’s waiting butler, opened the door.

The Virgin Road, who was walking alongside him, was also congratulated, and the petals began to fall all at once.

It was the last sworn kiss that flew by like a flash.

Meriel drew back the veil and made eye contact with Klaus.

“…Meriel.”

His eyes were deep and subdued, and the voice tickled her ears.

“It’s your eyes…”

He didn’t blush or feel embarrassed like he usually does.

Meriel looked up at him and gently closed her eyes.

She was embarrassed because her eyelashes appeared nervous.

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