Chapter 592 - Five Hundred And Ninety-Two: The New Husband And Wife
Isabella's point of view:
It's been three months since the rebellion in Lincolnshire and today, we're back here once again for the long-awaited wedding of his royal highness, the king, Kai Revatio II, and her majesty, the queen, Emily Spencer. And did I forget to add Erald Sakuzi and Cecil Vincent.
One might ask, what happened in the past three months? Firstly,?I helped track down Lord Albert who had attempted to flee Lincolnshire when the rebellion failed, his car was bombed at the border - tsk tsk, so close to escaping. I intentionally let him slip that far, there was nothing as soul shattering as having a big dream only for it to crash when so close to its actualization. Lord Albert probably had big plans to leave the state, regroup and return to occupy the crown, only to taste the sweet nothingness of death in the end - that was vengeance for Niklaus' injury.
Although I had not been present, I heard the rest of the lords, guards, and their families who participated in the rebellion were imprisoned and beheaded according to the level of their cri. Judy had done a total cleaning which the kingdom now referred to as the purge. He had ridden the kingdom of all rebellers while serving as a lesson to the others.
After the cleansing, Judy was installed as the king and Emily as the queen after their traditional marriage - which we were absent. Other than that, things have been pretty good in Lincolnshire until now.
Lincolnshire was alive once again compared to the past months because of the wedding. But unlike before, the security was so tight that Allen, Neon, Ailee wouldn't be able to pull any stunt - courtesy of my step-grandfather, Sakuzi. The man wasn't taking any chances with his daughter, Reina present. But then for good asures, I locked Mr. Smuff junior away. That mouse tends to cause unnecessary problems.
Ahh, lest I forget, there is Niklaus.
He's seated at the front row of the pew with my mother, Reina. Although he walked with an exquisitely crafted walking cane at the mont, doctors predict he should be able to walk perfectly before the end of the year. That fits him anyway - in this condition, he wouldn't be able to do it carelessly.
At the altar stands Judy and Emily, and their counterparts, Erald and Cecil. Truthfully speaking, Cecil looks ridiculous in her wedding gown, not that anyone agreed with anyway.
She was heavy with child, already in her sixth month, and instead of designing a loose wedding gown to provide enough space for movent, she chose to wear a bodycon wedding dress that reached her knee. It fit her snug and highlighted her pregnancy curves as she wanted - Cecil claid she had to show off her wonderful curves one last ti.
But then, I saw the way she held her breath and occasionally took long breaths. I couldn't help but shake my head nor could I understand won at all. Why would one subject thyself to such torture in the na of fashion or beauty? It seems I might go and have the dical team on standby for the ti she faints.
However, contrary to my thoughts, all of the won here were awed by Cecil's boldness and fashion, which wasn't all that surprising since she was an influential person. If she could make Erald beco famous overnight with that ridiculous swan costu, this wouldn't be any different. My heart went out to all the pregnant won all over the world who would willingly put themselves through such torture just to follow the trend. Won were indeed strange creatures.
Emily was more the star of the occasion, she looked stunning in her princess wedding gown that Anabelle loved so much, she convinced aunty to hand them over to her. There was no need to guess what Anabelle would do with the gown, probably doll herself up and post it all over the internet. She was so easy to read.
And there was Pedro as usual, looking dashing in his midnight sumr suit and part of the Groomsn alongside Julie. From ti to ti, I caught a few of these Lincolnshire ugly ladies staring at him and blushing, feeding with the urge to throttle them. They have no right to stare at him that way. Pedro belonged to and I alone had the right to blush at him. Why are they blushing at soone else's boyfriend?
Anabelle and I were part of the bridesmaids hence I was close enough to witness the lovey-dovey admiration in their eyes when they stared at Pedro. They wanted to take what was mine. Haa! Mission impossible!
Fine, I controlled my anger and instead committed their faces to mory. After this is over, I'll teach them never to blush at soone that doesn't belong to them.
"What are you thinking?" Anabelle asked, startling from my thoughts.
"Nothing," I answered imdiately.
"I don't believe you," Anabelle said, "Usually when I see that creepy smirk on your face, you're due to ruin soone's life,"
"Really? Did I?" I didn't know my smile looked evil. Hopefully, I haven't scared Pedro with that.
"This is a wedding celebration, don't do anything to spoil the mood," She nagged .
I looked away, Anabelle was becoming more of a mother than a cousin and it was beginning to bother . I don't need another mother in my life, Reina would be the last of them.
My attention was roused back to the scene of the ring exchange.
"I give you this ring as a gift that lasts forever. Know that I'm always with you, behind you, and by your side." Aunt Emily said, sliding the finger into Judy's finger just as reverberating applause rang across the chapel.
The applause died down not long later so Cecil could exchange her ring as well.
"You are the love of my life. With this ring, I'm making it official." Cecil said, and everyone burst into laughter while applauding the new husband and wife.
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