The Viscount Who Loved Me | Anthony Bridgerton

Chapter Nineteen

The morning sun cast a gentle glow over the small chapel where Anthony Bridgerton and Katherine Windsor were to be wed. The air was filled with a sense of anticipation and joy, a perfect reflection of the couple's own emotions. The gathering was intimate, with only close friends and family present to witness their union.

Inside the chapel, the Bridgerton and Arlington families mingled with a sense of familiarity and warmth. Violet Bridgerton and Eleanor Arlington, their faces glowing with happiness, shared a quiet moment together.

"It seems our dreams for our children have finally come true, Eleanor," Violet said softly, her eyes misting with tears of joy.

Eleanor smiled, squeezing her friend's hand. "Indeed, Violet. It has been a long journey, but here we are. They have found their way back to each other."

As the ceremony began, Anthony stood at the altar, his heart pounding with a mixture of nerves and excitement. He glanced around the room, taking in the familiar faces: his brothers and sisters, his mother, and of course, Katherine's family. His eyes finally settled on Katherine as she entered the chapel, escorted by her brother Henry.

Katherine was a vision in her bridal gown, her beauty enhanced by the love shining in her eyes. As she walked down the aisle, her gaze locked with Anthony's, and the world around them seemed to fade away.

"Anthony," she whispered as she reached his side, her voice trembling with emotion.

"Katherine," he replied, his voice equally unsteady. "You look stunning."

The ceremony was simple yet deeply moving. The officiant spoke of love and commitment, of the journey that had brought Anthony and Katherine to this moment. As they exchanged vows, their voices were filled with sincerity and unwavering devotion.

"I, Anthony Bridgerton, take you, Katherine Windsor, to be my wife," Anthony said, his eyes never leaving hers. "To love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, for as long as we both shall live."

"And I, Katherine Windsor, take you, Anthony Bridgerton, to be my husband," Katherine replied, her voice strong and clear. "To love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, for as long as we both shall live."

With the exchange of rings, the officiant declared them husband and wife. The chapel erupted in applause as Anthony and Katherine shared their first kiss as a married couple.

Following the ceremony, the guests gathered in the Bridgerton family's drawing room for the wedding breakfast. The atmosphere was filled with laughter and lively conversation, a testament to the happiness that radiated from the newlyweds.

Lord Edward Arlington, Katherine's father, approached the couple with a begrudging smile. "Congratulations, Lord Bridgerton, Lady Bridgerton. I must admit, the ceremony was quite beautiful."

"Thank you, Father," Katherine replied, her voice polite but firm. "It means a great deal to us that you are here."

Anthony nodded, his expression respectful. "We are grateful for your presence, Lord Arlington."

As Edward walked away, Anthony turned to Katherine, concern etched on his face. "Is he truly happy for us?" he asked quietly.

Katherine sighed, glancing after her father. "He only attended to avoid scandal and gossip, Anthony. His heart was never truly in it."

Anthony's jaw tightened slightly, but he nodded. "Thank you for telling me, Katherine. We will face whatever comes together."

As the breakfast continued, Violet and Eleanor found themselves sharing a toast. "To our children," Violet said, raising her glass. "May their love continue to grow and flourish."