flower-like accidents caused by a great rainstorm.

chapter 2

The weather couldn't have been better, and pollen flew all over the place.

The new couple was blessed by the high priest who does not move unless it is the wedding of the Royal family.

"Does Grand Duke Chedran Noheska swear not to look at other women, but to devote himself to his wife, and to live a faithful life according to the Bible?"

Naella thought the high priest's beard was funny, but she wondered why the two of us should live faithfully in the Bible when we were getting married.

"Yes, I swear."

When a man of taller than average height and size answered low, the high priest looked at Naella.

"Is Princess Naella Mahocherdi vowing to leave her family, the Duke of Mahocherdi, to look only at the Grand Duke of Chedran Noheska, to devote herself to him and live a faithful life in the Bible?"

It was fortunate that it was a veil covering even the face. Otherwise, I would have seen all the boredom of Naella.

"Yes, I swear."

With a nod, the high priest declared that the two had become a perfect couple.

"The Grand Duke of Chedran Noheska and Princess Naella Mahocherdi have become a couple as of this time and the temple declares that it has been approved!"

A loud, clear bell rang and a salute burst. The sound of applause and shouts of people filled the hall in the pollen that was fluttering everywhere.

Naella thought it was a little noisy.

*

In a rattling manner.

The carriage, carefully crafted by the craftsman, was not shaken even as it entered the rough road to the Great Spirit. Naella, who had been looking outside the window for a long time, turned to Chedran sitting opposite her.

I never thought I'd get on this carriage with myself and a maid. As soon as he got into the carriage, he looked at the paper and lifted his head to see if he had any eyes.

Chedran, who had the same platinum hair as the emperor back and blue eyes, with a large body and a light scar on his chin, those rumours were worthy of his nickname of warmonger. Since you've been around the battlefield, there must be more scars inside your neatly covered clothes.

"Are you uncomfortable with me?"

"Just."

Jian, who was sitting next to him, cooed at his side, telling him to lengthen his words. Naella was unfair in her own way. If I lengthen his words, I think the tone of the order will come out without my knowledge. What should I do?

"Come to think of it......."

The following luck fixed the purple eyes to the Grand Duke.

"Does the princess, or the Grand Duchess, know about the contract I made with the Duke?"

Is it because of the title that refers to one's wife like a stranger? I could feel Jian's discomfort.

Jian, who pretended to die for Naella, hated people who were not cut out for his master. It seemed to be the same for the Grand Duke who became a husband.

"I know, I do."

Unlike ordinary aristocratic young lovers, there was a constant hard way of speaking.

I felt Jian's head twirling back toward me, but I only looked firmly at the Grand Duke. All this is the Grand Duke's fault for speaking.

"It's okay to speak comfortably."