Chroma and Achromos

Chapter 4: The Wedding Day

"Reverted?" Ask Chroma. Vhor nodded while folding his hands on his chest.

"About two months. That long you should be able to play your role well." Vhor said as he looked at Chroma sharply.

Chroma. He had just thought about his vacation to the Mollis Kingdom, relaxing in the flower fields while looking up at the sky. Now he has to let go of the holiday, which was delayed by two months.

"Why be pushed back?" ask Chroma.

"No need to ask, just do your job well. His Majesty the King has given you a lot of money, lest I take it back just because you protest." Vhor replied.

Chroma immediately rolled her eyeballs hearing the young man's words.

"Who wants to protest?? I'm just asking." said Chroma lazily.

Vhor was unmoved and just fell silent while staring at Chroma.

"Then?" Ask Chroma.

"Then what?" Tympano Vhor.

"What else are you in my room for, you idiot??" Chroma said as she pushed Vhor out of her room.

"Don't come back!" Chroma exclaimed as she closed the door tightly.

"Based on an ungraceful girl!" Grunts Vhor while going away from Chroma's room.

Meanwhile, Chroma fell silent while leaning against the door she had just closed. Then he took a long breath. Two months was too long for him to go on a mission. The longest time he ever spent on a mission was only two weeks, because he had to find his smart target once hiding. But this time, he inevitably had to interact with his target for two months, and during that time he had to be able to hide his identity. Can he?

"I think this will be the most troublesome mission." His whisper.

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Chroma looked at the girl wearing a white wedding dress dangling in the mirror reflection. She held back her tight bridal dress—which was more crowded than a regular dress—which made her want to vomit. He then noticed her face that looked sweet with makeup. Even so, Chroma felt like she looked like a clown.

However, what he had in mind at the moment was not his appearance, but his delayed mission. Chroma had to pretend to be Jane and Achromos' wife for two months, while Chroma only knew a thing or two about royal manners. If Achromos uncovers his identity, will he not be put to death by the cruel king? This time Chroma was anxious in carrying out her mission.

"I'm sorry, can you leave me alone? I want to calm my heart down because I'm a little anxious." Pinta Chroma to the servants in the room.

"All right, Princess. But in 10 minutes the ceremony will start soon. We have to make sure the Princess is not late." Said one of the servants. Chroma nodded and the servants then left the room one by one.

Chroma walked towards the corner of the room and sat down on the sofa. He screamed while covering his face with a pillow. There was something Chroma had just thought of at this moment. And that was unthinkable for Chroma because her mission was supposed to end today.

I... will be Achromos' wife?? Wife? Holy hooch! Why am I just realizing it now? What if Achromos wants.. Aharrrghhh!! I need to find a reason to avoid that! I'll protect myself! Inner Chroma.

"Hope this is over soon." Mumbled.

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At an altar so luxurious, a red carpet had been rolled along the way from the door of the room to the altar. Flickering decorations with colorful flowers are installed at every corner. The piano sounds began to clink playing soft-melodied songs as entertainment for guests who were already present.

Chroma stood outside the entrance of the room accompanied by two bridesmaids who helped lift her long dress. He took a slow breath and tried to stay calm. She had imagined herself having to continue pretending to be Jane and wearing a troublesome dress for two months.

Oh, dearGod. Immediately ended. Inner Chroma.

The sound of the trumpet became a signal for Chroma to enter the room. The majestic door before him slowly opened, and all the invited guests stood up and clapped. The clang of the piano echoed playing the wedding song of the Chraz Kingdom. Chroma stepped in with her small and sure steps. He occasionally looks at the guests who look so bourgeois with super fancy clothes and accessories and fake smiles that are always attached.

The basis of the hypocritical aristocrats, his inner.

In front of the altar, Achromos was already standing waiting for Chroma. He was wearing a black tuxedo with white flowers in his pocket. The hair he usually let dangle this time he tied it back, making it look neater than usual. His pitch-black eyeballs looked at Chroma who was getting closer with a cold gaze as usual.

Can't this guy pretend to smile? She should be thankful that I wanted to marry her even if I was pretending! You black-eyed man! Chroma's mind was a little irritated.

When he arrived in front of the altar, Chroma then grabbed the hand of Achromos who looked ogah-ogahan. The two of them then faced towards shazar—the priest in Chraz— Kingdom who was standing behind the altar. The shazar then issued two swords in which one was engraved with the coat of arms of the Kingdom of Chraz and the other was engraved with the coat of arms of the Kingdom of Hecca.

"Achromos Vheist Chlanisch Chraz, are you willing to give your whole heart and life to Jane Freith Verroxa Hecca for good and swear on behalf of the Chraz Kingdom?" Ask the priest. Achromos was silent for a moment, making the guests who witnessed it feel a little astonished.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer's short. A relieved face could be seen on the face of King Braz sitting on his throne.

"Jane Freith Verroxa Hecca, are you willing to give your whole heart and life to Achromos Vheist Branisch Chraz for good and swear on behalf of the kingdom of Hecca?" Ask the priest to Chroma.

"Yes." Yeah." Chroma replied.

"Both brides are welcome to sit down to the throne." Said the shazar.

Just as Chroma was about to step up, something incredible happened. The sound of objects slashing sounded echoed followed by the boisterous sound of invited guests. They all tried to get out of the building as quickly as possible.

Chroma stared at his place without being able to say anything. His mission, his pay, his holidays, all were no longer thought of by Chroma. The only thing Chroma was thinking about right now was..

bloods.

From the corner of her eyes that could not focus amid the panic, Chroma could see the deep red liquid dripping onto the floor.

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