A Thousand Years | 𝐆𝐮𝐆𝐮

Chapter 22ғɪɴᴀʟ ᴘᴀʀᴛ|ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴜʀsᴇ

The reception after the wedding ritual was held on the palace's garden area. Multiple visitors and townspeople are enjoying the festivity and foods while they interacted to one another.

Guinevere and Gusion sat infront with their thrones as they took their dinner. Her husband was so clingy and he never left her side after they took their vows. It even seems like he is permanently attached to the bone with her.

Currently, he is hugging her elbows and planting soft kisses to her neck. He have no sense of shame doing it in front of the crowd. Multiple eyes followed his actions as Guinevere blushed at the attention.

She can also clearly see multiple princess from different empires looking at her enviously. They must be planning to seduce Gusion and become one of his concubines or consort. She glared at them with a huff as they returned her sentiment with a roll of eyes.

Guinevere is tempted to throw the large cake to their faces.

"Why is my baby upset?" Gusion looks at her softly as Guinevere then look at the girls once again with a smirk.

They scoffed at her but looks away. It was a victory of her. Gusion followed her line of sight as there is satisfaction on her face.

"My empress..." He combs her hair and grinned at her boyishly. "Why are you having a staring fight with those girls?'

"I was not." She still have her satisfied smirk as Gusion laughs and kisses her gently in front of the crowd who cheered at the sight.

"Are you perhaps jealous with no reason once again?"

She looks at him with furrowed brows. "Why would I be jealous of them? I'm more beautiful for a thousand times."

He smiled at her charmingly. Her confidence is such a major turn on for him. He has to admit though that even though she would just stand in there and breathe, he would still prostrate himself for her.

"Of course you are, my empress." He planted another affectionate kiss to her neck as his breathe then tickled and fanned on her ears, "Can't wait to taste you later on." He nipped and licked her ears making Guinevere muffle a moan she wanted to let out.

The announcer began the ball dance as Gusion stood up and kneeled in front of her.

"May I have the pleasure on dancing with you, my empress?"

"Who am I to reject such generous offer, my emperor?"

She took his outstretched hands as he pulled her to the dancefloor. Everyone around them made sure that they are on the middle of the ballroom while they surrounded them with fluttering clothes. Gusion smiles as Guinevere giggles.

The music was calm and soothing as he gently spun her around. His eyes never departed her frame as he admire her continuously... until forever. Her smile lights up his entire universe, it felt like it was only them on the dancefloor.

"I love you." He softly told her while they are locked on an embrace while gently swaying from the song.

Guinevere gently caressed his strong arms that are wrapped around her.

"I feel the same way." She whispered to him as Gusion shivered at her voice. "You're mine, Gusion."

"I am yours, my empress. Are you mine?" He fixed a stray strand of her hair.