108 – The princess is getting married.
As much as we had a happy time, time passed quickly.
Fast but meticulous, precise but without breaks.
Time passed so quickly that it brought us to the day of the wedding and my birthday.
“Happy birthday, Albert.”
“The first thing I hear when I wake up in the morning is the princess’ birthday greetings. I’m so happy I don’t know what to do.”
“······It’s not usually a birthday greeting, but we did.”
After that day, Rebecca and I always woke up in the same bed.
There was nothing to shy away from.
Everybody who knew us well knew that Rebecca and I had crossed the line.
Since spending the night at the duke’s residence in Valencia is now normal.
Only the sleeping place was changed from the drawing room to Rebecca’s room.
“I didn’t really say anything.”
“I just didn’t like the way you talked.”
“Can you tell me what I should do to satisfy the princess?”
“······You don’t have to say it, you know.”
It was just that when I woke up in the morning, I could get someone’s good morning kiss.
“Thank you for the congratulations, wife.”
“Once again, happy birthday, husband.”
The morning of the wedding day was bright with a light morning kiss that had become a routine of the day before anyone knew it.
***
After breaking up with Rebecca, who had to prepare a lot as the bride of the wedding, the place I visited was the drawing room of the duke.
“Happy birthday.”
“Happy birthday, Prince Albert.”
“Thank you, saintess.”
There, Estelle and Mikhail, who were to officiate today’s wedding, were drinking tea together.
Mikhail, who had just said congratulations, was making an annoyed expression.
“I think I gave my congratulations, too. Why are you only thanking the Pope?”
“As you said, you are the Pope.”
“I’m sure you know that I’m also the crown prince.”
“When you ascend the throne, I will thank you.”
“····.”
Mikhail makes a puzzled expression.
I was making an expression that if I hadn’t been the main character of today’s wedding, I would have asked for a duel right away.
“By the way, Gongja. How do you feel before the wedding?”
Estel noticed that fact and quickly changed the topic to something else.
“Usually the grooms at the weddings I visit always look nervous.”
“I’m nervous, of course, but… But I think I’m better off than the Pope who officiated.”
“…Don’t call me the Pope.”
Estelle frowned as if the title Pope didn’t like her.
“What if even the prince and the crown prince call me Pope?”
“······But isn’t the pope right?”
FYI, Estelle kept both the titles of saint and pope to fill the vacant position of the pope after the incident.
“This time, Young master is right. Shouldn’t you put the name of the pope first?”
“I think so too.”
“······Anyway. At least Young master and my servant would like me to call me a saint or Estelle, not the Pope.”
Is Estelle originally such a stubborn person?
It seems that it was unreasonable for her to hold the positions of Pope and Saint at the same time.
Looking at the saintess of everyone who always smiled brightly, with a face distorted by reality.
Mikhail looked at Estelle with pity.
“You’ve suffered a lot.”
“If you know that, why don’t you listen to me?”
“Yes, the saint of the church. Today is a happy day for everyone, so let’s give it a special permission.”
“Thank you very much, dear.”
“····.”
To think they were exchanging this and that with just one title.
It was clear that those who saw this would argue, telling them not to lie if they found out that the identities of the two were the imperial prince and the church’s pope.
“Anyway, Prince Albert.”
“Yes?”
“Hey, I’m getting used to this sort of place. How about you, Young master?”
“Are you asking me a question?”
“Yes. As I said before, the people I’ve seen so far couldn’t speak properly because they were nervous.”
Tension. Be tense
I was obviously nervous too.
The faster-than-usual heartbeat was proof that I was nervous.
However, the reason I didn’t show nervousness was simple.
“I was nervous, of course, but…. As expected, the anticipation outweighed the tension.”
“Expectation?”
“Yes. I haven’t seen the Princess in her wedding dress yet.”
Because I was more looking forward to Rebecca’s beautiful appearance in a wedding dress than simple tension.
That kind of anticipation kept me from shivering from tension.
Listening to my words, Estelle smiled brightly.
“You can expect that.”
“Have you seen the figure of the princess?”
“Yes. I was also with Princess Rebecca when she was tailoring her dress.”
“······Aren’t you busy?”
“That’s my job too. If you officiate, you have to do your best.”
‘Did the original officiant even pay attention to the bride’s dress?’
A strange question passed through my head, but I shook my head.
No matter what I say here, Estelle is her own business, and I thought she would insist.
Thinking that good is good, I decided to lightly(?) Pass by.
As if he was thinking the same thing as me, Mikhail, who was still looking at Estelle with pity, opened her mouth.
“By the way, Prince Albert.”
“Yes, lower.”
“Why did you set the wedding on the same date as your birthday? Since your wife’s family is the Duke of Valencia, it’s not like they’re short of money.”
Why did you decide to do things all at once that could have been done separately?
Mikhail posed such a question to me.
“There’s no particular big reason… But I declared that at least I would get married after my birthday.”
“Could it be that you made the wedding your birthday just because you said that?”
“Both the princess and I had the idea of wanting to get married as soon as possible.”
“····.”
“······That’s why I couldn’t have imagined it. Young master.”
I didn’t feel it when I was looking at Mikhail earlier.
Even Estelle looked at me with a bewildered expression along with Mikhail, and I felt hurt for no reason.
“You’re both too nice. Is it a sin for the bride and groom to want to get married as soon as possible?”
“····.”
“······Do you mean that?”
“Of course not. I know what I’m saying is nonsense.”
“I’m glad you know.”
This time Mikhail shook his head helplessly.
“Well, if they want to do that. It’s not something that I, a third party, have to interfere with.”
“Honestly, I don’t like it… I feel the same way.”
“Thank you for your understanding.”
“If you know, do better in the future.”
“Actually, I wasn’t very grateful.”
“······Arguing with you seems like a waste of time no matter how you look at it. How the hell does Princess Rebecca communicate with you?”
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Mikhail stuck out his tongue in awe.
But there was something Mikhail overlooked.
“You’re mistaken. Princess and I don’t normally communicate well.”
“····.”
Rebecca and I have always been fighting every single day because we couldn’t communicate.
Some days have a meal menu.
Some days have a dating place.
We’ve been arguing non-stop over trivial things in the world.
Mikhail opened his mouth as if he could not understand.
“How the hell did you guys even get married?”
“Isn’t it a good match? A fiancée and fiancée who never want to lose to each other.”
“······I sometimes think about it, but you and the gongnyeo seem like a really good match.”
“Thanks for the compliment. Low.”
“It’s not a compliment.”
“I know that too. Degradation.”
“····.”
It was Mikhail with an expression of serious contemplation on how to deal with this guy.
“······· hahahaha.”
Only Estelle was laughing awkwardly between me and Mikhail.
“Ha ha.”
In the end, it was Mikhail who raised the white flag first.
“What would I gain from arguing with you now? On this fine day.”
“I would like to thank you once again, the Crown Prince.”
“······A human like that is your best friend. I must have done quite a few bad things in my previous life.”
“Isn’t it the other way around? You did a lot of good things in your previous life, so you met me…”
“No, I’m sure it’s not.”
Mikhail even cut off his words and firmly asserted that it was not.
“······Am I that good?”
And like before, I felt hurt for no reason.
That’s also true, because Mikhail’s declaration just now seemed to be completely sincere, not mixed with lies.
He is the image of Mikhail declaring that he would never have been a good person in his previous life. It was because he looked the most serious of Mikhail’s appearances I had ever seen.
“······Does this make sense?”
“····.”
Even though Mikhail made a puzzled expression as if he didn’t mean it that way.
“Don’t worry. Didn’t you mean that level?”
“Can I trust you?”
“Something else you won’t believe.”
“······That’s right.”
“Why don’t you just prepare to be the main character of the day?”
He is actually the main character.
Mikhail said that and smiled as brightly as Estelle had smiled earlier.
“····.”
I had to face a strange feeling.
To hear from Mikhail, who was probably the main character of this world, that I am the main character.
It felt like all the subtle feelings in the world were gathering in me.
“Thank you, low.”
“What are you suddenly grateful for?”
“Just this and that.”
“I’m not good enough to hear you say thank you.”
“What does that matter? The fact that I am the one who is being thanked now is important.”
“Thank you for saying that.”
After hearing all of my words, Mikhail smiled brightly once again as if feeling relieved.
“Okay, now you need to get ready!”
“I understand. Holy lady.”
“Go quickly!”
According to Estelle, who is like my mother-in-law, I walked out of the drawing room to get ready for the groom.
With the feeling of having shaken off something that had been weighing heavily on my heart.
YESSSSS LETS F*CKING GO THE CHAPTERS HAVE FINALLY ARRIVED..it took so long….