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Chapter 713: The Wedding Gown
Chapter 713: The Wedding Gown
Under the watchful eyes of the lady-in-waiting, the expelled female cleaner had no choice but to slink away from backstage, returning to the guest area in the front hall of the ceremonial hall. She found the seats reserved for the delegation from the Northern Kingdom.
"Princess Melisande!"
Upon seeing the female cleaner emerge from backstage, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Northern Kingdom, whose heart had been hanging by a thread, finally relaxed.
He hurriedly stood up and approached her, leading her to the front row where she sat on a mahogany bench. The Minister, sitting in the second row, couldn't help but lean forward and ask in a low voice:
"Your Highness, what were you doing backstage? Did His Majesty assign you any other tasks?"
"Not at all!"
The female cleaner, feeling less than pleased, glared at him before replying:
"I just went to meet an acquaintance and chatted about some things. It had nothing to do with my brother, and there was no secret mission!"
"Oh..."
The Minister of Foreign Affairs, somewhat disappointed, responded with a sigh. After a moment's thought, he took the initiative to report:
"Your Highness, while you were backstage, I temporarily took over and reached agreements with three kingdoms. After we return today, I will draft the agreements, and at that time, I will need your signature and seal."
"Thank you for your hard work. We really owe you this time."
"Hehe, you're too kind."
Since he was sitting in the second row and couldn't see the female cleaner's expression, the Minister of Finance of the Northern Kingdom continued his report with a smile:
"Your Highness, in addition to the current three kingdoms, we have also reached some verbal agreements with influential figures from four other kingdoms.
These agreements are of a slightly lower level and do not require your signature for now. However, it would be beneficial for you to be aware of them, as it will facilitate our joint efforts during the private banquet after the wedding to pressure the palace and make it difficult for Princess Veronica to hand over the Corlock Kingdom's inheritance."
"Hmm..."
Although she was quite dissatisfied with the princess's pettiness, the female cleaner couldn't help but feel a bit awkward about their own scheme to pressure the palace. She didn't want to indulge in these petty calculations any further, so she spoke up to stop him:
"Let's leave it at that for now. We can discuss the rest after we return. The wedding has already begun."
"Ah, alright!"
Although the Minister of Foreign Affairs still had more to say and wanted to boast about his great achievements, the organ in the ceremonial hall had already started playing, and the master of ceremonies was delivering the opening remarks. He had no choice but to stop and look towards the central stage of the hall.
Since this event was not only hosting the princess's wedding but also the future queen's, the number of guests in attendance was terrifying. Naturally, the main venue for the ceremony was the largest ceremonial hall in the capital city.
This hall, with a history of over three hundred years, was constructed entirely from large blocks of stone. Its interior was spacious, with the main hall's pointed arch dome soaring to a height of over thirty meters. The dome was adorned with exquisite carvings and intricate patterns.
The colorful stained glass windows within the dome transformed the light into dazzling beams of various hues, which flooded the hall in a spectacular display. These vibrant rays seemed to be guided by an invisible hand, illuminating the white floor of the hall.
The polished floor tiles, reflecting the light like a mirror, scattered the brilliance throughout the hall, brightening the somewhat dim interior during the day. They illuminated the antique wooden benches, the red carpet stretching from the entrance to the main stage, and the pristine white wedding gown on the red carpet.
So beautiful...
As he watched the princess, led by a somewhat unfamiliar elder, slowly walking towards him on the red carpet, Lyon, standing on the main stage, found himself momentarily lost in thought.
The Princess, renowned as the most beautiful woman in the capital, was already flawless in figure, appearance, and demeanor, leaving no room for criticism. But compared to her current self in the exquisite wedding gown, that undeniable perfection seemed somewhat dull and monotonous.
This custom-made dress was intricately designed, with its hem meticulously embroidered with delicate petal patterns, and the lace-trimmed edges gracefully hugging her figure like flower petals.
The design above was suddenly narrowed, skimming past her slender waist, accentuating her already voluptuous curves. The elegant lines accentuated her stunning figure with restraint and grace, showcasing the Princess's remarkable feminine charm.
As Lyon's astonished gaze moved upward from the intricate rose embroidery on Princess Veronica's chest, past the leaf design on her shoulders and neck, and reached her beautiful face with a blush on her cheeks, the surrounding world seemed to quiet down instantly.
Her face, filled with tension yet overflowing with joy, couldn't hide her shyness and anticipation. Even as she tried to bite her lip, a smile still crept onto her cheeks... Just a glance was enough to pierce Lyon's heart, taking away his ability to think.
Although it was only a fleeting moment, Lyon was utterly convinced that in that instant, the world had disappeared, leaving only the beautiful figure walking towards him.
Tsk... Pathetic male humans!
Glancing at the situation outside through the mirror on his cufflink, Lyon saw the black sheep tied up by four horses, and he couldn't help but sneer in disdain.
Can't you hold it together for a moment? Useless! In his current lustful state, I could easily knock him over! I'll have to advise him later; it's better to just go all out like me! Tsk... Men, always losing their heads over a pretty face!
The female cleaner, sitting in the front row, watched as Lyon on the main stage couldn't take his eyes off the Princess. She crossed her arms and scowled, mentally sneering at him.
What's so great about her? She's just a bit more beautiful, graceful, and curvy, with slightly larger breasts than others. Is that enough to make you stare so intently? Embarrassing!
Amidst the disdain from the black sheep and the armored elder's shocked and angry gaze, Lyon on the main stage deviated from the planned process. Unconsciously, he stepped forward and extended his hand towards Princess Veronica.
Hey, can you at least respect the process I've arranged?
The Princess, slightly startled, smiled and extended her arm, taking Lyon's hand. The armored elder's blood pressure skyrocketed, and he began racing towards two hundred.
These two! By crossing and holding hands, they skipped the entire procession, the elders' questions, the royal blessings, the praise songs... At least fifteen steps were skipped! Damn it! How could they do this to...
Wait! Stop! That's not allowed!
As the couple faced each other and exchanged a few words, they laughed and reached out to the best man, seemingly ready to claim their wedding rings. The armored elder was shocked and rushed towards the main stage.
"Wait!"
As if finding his long-lost youth, the armored elder threw away his cane and dashed forward, managing to stop the couple from skipping more steps. He then fell to the ground, pretending to pass away with a satisfied smile.
(End of Chapter)
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