The Return of the Female Knight

CHAPTER 92

Dalgeulag, dalgeulags.

Elena sat in the golden sultanate carriage as it led her to Bellouet Square. On both sides, the streets were filled with people who liked to throw flowers at the golden carriage. Elena waved her hand outside the window, thanking her people.

When he finally arrived at the destination, he was surprised to see the square was even more crowded with people than he had expected. It was not difficult to navigate the path as everyone respectfully gave way, but when he looked towards the crowd there seemed to be nowhere to move.

'… I know it was the crown prince's wedding, but I didn't realize there would be many people like this.'

Sullivan did not appear for a long time due to his illness, but the crowd was proof of how people were attracted to Carlisle. As soon as she got off the golden carriage, she headed to the bride's waiting room by inspecting her dress, the wreath, and to place the veil and tiara on her head.

Her heart was pounding on her chest, even though she knew this was a contract marriage.

"Is it because it's my first time getting married?"

Although this marriage was for show, his mind was raging in his mind. He wondered what Carlisle was doing right now. The superstition in the Ruford Empire said that the bride-to-be should not meet before entering the wedding hall, otherwise bad luck would befall them. Elena wondered if Carlisle had arrived safely and if his nerves were as wide as hers.

At last that very moment. A uniformed knight came to the waiting room and spoke to one of the servants.

"It's time now."

The waiter relayed those words to Elena, and she knew it was time to perform on stage. He gathered himself together, and slowly walked into the hallway.

She could hear the cheers in the wedding celebration that day, and when she stepped out, everyone's eyes widened as Elena's beautiful appearance was revealed. The hallway was covered in white carpet, and the first person she met was her father, Alphord, who was waiting to drive her to Carlisle. Elena grabbed her father's arm with trembling hands, and walked down the hallway.

Ttogag.

Classical music began to flow in Elena's footsteps, and the bride's appearance made the guests stand up from their seats. The huge field was filled with countless nobles and envoys from foreign kingdoms. There were also the eyes of many people watching from outside the square. Their breath caught on to the stunning appearance of the bride …

Carlisle stood under the platform at the end of the hall. He looks flashy in a black suit, the perfect image of a fairytale groom.

Finally, Elena and her father arrived in front of Carlisle.

Seueugae.

Alphord spoke in a low voice, slowly handing Elena's hand over to Carlisle.

"I look forward to your good cooperation, Your Majesty."

"…Yes."

Carlisle looked at Elena so sharply through the veil that he could not help but blush. Then the couple, male and female, walked together to the platform. It was so high that it took some time to reach the peak where the officers were waiting. Meanwhile, Carlisle muttered to Elena from the corner of his mouth.

"You're prettier than I imagined."

"Thank you for saying that."

“That's not empty words. Sometimes I want to hide you so that only I can see you. I can't stand sharing you with others … "

Elena's face, stiff with tension, reddened. Those are very sweet words. Maybe he said that today because he knew his heart was shaking.

The wedding was officiated by one of the continent's highest priests. His white hair, beard, and gentle smile at the corner of his mouth gave him an atmosphere of virtue.

"Before we start, I want to congratulate you both on your marriage. May the Lord bless you and all that is here. Marriage is when a man and woman meet and lead a family— ”

Elena only half listened to the priest's words as she glanced at Carlisle, only to see that she was still watching him from the side.

"Did he just look at me since we went down the aisle?"

In his mind he could not believe it, but something else told him it was true. He felt a little confused at his fixed gaze, as if the groom was helpless at the beauty of the bride. Elena felt she could melt from the affection that overflowed from her eyes. After a while, he turned his attention back to the priest.

"Does the groom vow to honor, cherish, and love the bride all his life?"

Carlisle answered the question without hesitation.

"I swear."

The fatherly priest then turned towards Elena.

"Now I will ask the bride. Will the bride vow to honor, cherish, and love the groom all her life? "

"…Yes."

“With this I say man and wife. May the Lord bless you both forever. “

Elena heaved a sigh of relief that it was finally over, until the priest spoke for the last time.

"You might have a kiss of oath."

Elena was so busy preparing for the wedding that she forgot the kiss. He looked at Carlisle in surprise, but he stood before him with a much calmer expression than he expected.

His hand slowly lifted the veil in Elena's hair. When his face was revealed, breath gasped through the guest section. Carlisle's burning blue eyes slowly approached him. Knowing that this was inevitable, Elena let the kiss go and closed her eyes tightly.

'…!'

He felt Carlisle's lips pressing against his. She thought it would be a light kiss, and when she thought it was over, Carlisle's large hand suddenly stuck to Elena's waist and neck. He kissed her more intensely, almost as if he could devour her, and Elena's eyes opened in astonishment. His heart was racing in his chest, and his world was spinning.

Finally Carlisle pulled away, and Elena looked into her slender eyes. He almost felt as if his body was completely possessed by his gaze.

'… My heart will explode.'

Kung kung kung kung.

The kiss was so thrilling that he could hear his blood rumbling in his ears and feel his mouth tingling.

It was the first kiss she had in two lives.

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A young man sitting in the guest row flushed red when he saw Carlisle and Elena kissing.

"It's pretty heavy."

The grandfather next to him did not reply, so he spoke again.

"What do you think, Grandpa?"

"…What?"

"This wedding."

“What do I think? I don't think it has anything to do with us. "

"But if the Crown Prince becomes emperor, won't the political landscape change?"

"No problem."

Harry, a young man who appears to be in his late teens, is chosen as heir to lead the Kraus family in the future. The old man sitting next to him was the paternal grandfather, Count Evans, and the current head of the family. Evans watches Carlisle and Elena uninterested.

"Everything is the same, no matter who the emperor is."

Elena's dazed. All the thoughts of the crowd watching them were completely flying from his mind. The only thing that filled his field of view was Carlisle's blazing sapphire eyes.

After a while, her lips, hot and greedy towards her own, finally fell down. Elena looked at him in surprise, while Carlisle wiped her wet lips with his thumb. The movement felt so natural that Elena's red eyes trembled.

'What the fuck …'

What is this guy thinking?

His numb brain shattered into a whirlpool of thoughts. Maybe Carlisle didn't think a simple kiss was an option, contrary to Elena's idea. Maybe he just thought marriage should have ended with a strong kiss. Or maybe he decided he needed to show a convincing love affair with her.

– If you have any questions, ask me anything. I'll be honest with you.

He looked at Carlisle with wide eyes, and spoke in a soft voice that was only heard by him.

"…What do you think?"

Carlisle's eyes were still burning with warm heat. He looked at her without hesitation.

"I want to do it again."

"…!"

Elena's eyes widened. He vaguely registered a storm of applause and cheers for the couple who had just shared their sworn kiss.

"Waaaaaah—"

There was immediately a sound, and fireworks dazzled the blue sky. As Elena looked towards the guest chair, she saw Mirabelle beaming with a bright look, her brother Derek wore a conflicted expression, and her father with a serious face as usual.

There are many others he knows. Marchioness Marissa and her close friends from the south. Stella, who was one of the most influential people in the society of capital, and Lady Yulia, who was the Madonna of the ball in her previous life. Elena also saw Helen and Sarah glaring at him.

Elena had to remind herself that today was her wedding. He felt as if he had entered another world for a moment, and then returned to reality.

Carlisle is a mysterious man. Even today, Elena felt possessed by him like a ghost. Fortunately, his trembling heart started to subside, and he quickly controlled his confused feelings and waved to the crowd. He muttered to Carlisle from the corner of his mouth.

"I'll let you kiss me once, but not twice."

Carlisle's forehead wrinkled at his words, then he laughed.

"My bride is so ingenious that it bothers."

Elena blurted her words. If he didn't calm down, he would have followed Carlisle's pace.

"I'm sure he's a playboy."

She seemed to be very skilled with women, while Elena, on the other hand, had no experience and stumbled whenever the situation caught her off guard. However, it doesn't have to be like this, when they might do more than just kiss in the future. He did not want to be surprised by this level of touch. Moreover, she let this kiss, and in this situation it was completely unavoidable.

Elena set her mind aside about that burning kiss. He has a lot to take care of.

"Like the Empress and the Second Prince …"

Elena's bright red eyes reflected the image of Emperor Sullivan and Empress Ophelia, with Second Prince Redfield sitting behind them. There are still many enemies to face. And even though he's not here, Paveluc will be the last.

Elena could never show weakness. There were many enemies that would tear his neck apart as he revealed the slightest gap. From now on, he would start to take revenge that he failed to fulfill in his last life. This marriage was his first step forward.

Carlisle's open hand appeared before Elena to escort her from this point. He looked at her face and found that she was smiling, her eyes were soft. He looked at her with curiosity.

"You look happy."

"You said the obvious. Today is our wedding day. "

She did not know what it was like to be in a contract marriage, but she did not mind her warm gaze on him. He took Carlisle's hand, and they slowly paraded across Bellouet Square. He glanced at Queen Ophelia and Prince Redfield, then turned to look at Carlisle again.

"I'm also happy to have a partner like you."

The same feeling he had after the Redfield party. He was lucky to have chosen Carlisle. Many enemies stood in their way, but if they walked together like now, they would overcome the most challenging enemies. Carlisle smiled gently as he looked at the burning will in Elena's eyes.

"My bride said something really awesome."

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Elena and Carlisle were taken back to the imperial palace by carriage. The wedding was a show, but now it's the beginning of politics. Elena could not officially greet the guests in the morning, but the reception at the Imperial Palace was her chance to meet with the nobles and foreign envoys in person.

Upon arrival at the palace, she changed from a diamond wedding dress to a simpler and more elegant dress, which charmingly showed her back.

Ttogag.

Carlisle was already waiting outside when Elena rushed to attend the reception. He looked carefully at Elena's waist and spoke softly.

"This is not what I expected."

Elena recalled Carlisle's words at the wedding and responded teasingly.

"Why? You don't want anyone else seeing me again? "

However, Carlisle's expression was serious as he nodded.

"You know."

Elena could not help but laugh. Somehow, this situation comforted him. Carlisle really took his compliments seriously. He probably wanted to dig into the eyes of those who saw him.

“Today is our first wedding day. My husband shouldn't interfere with what I'm wearing. ”

Carlisle's expression softened on Elena's playful tone.

“You look good in the clothes you wear because you are already beautiful. You are so much more amazing than that dress. ”

Elena blushed at the forwarding of her praise. Carlisle lowered his head towards her and whispered in her ear.

"But if you can, I just want you to wear it while you're with me. Or my eyes will pale with envy. ”

"…?"

"If you're with another man while I'm gone, he won't be safe with you."

Carlisle's words sounded too bloodthirsty to be a joke. He remembered something Carlisle had said in the past.

– ... I'll kill them all. All the men you are in contact with. If I were the only man in the world, then maybe you would have seen me by then.

Carlisle said that if Elena cheated on him, he would kill all the other men. Elena still remembered how strange it was when she said she would not touch him. His words now felt somewhat like back then. She won't interfere with what she's wearing, but she won't forgive the man who looks at her.

She's staring.

'… Does he play with me?'

He must be joking, and of course Carlisle didn't want Elena for this excess. He smiled and answered lightly.

"Then in the future, you'll be busy taking care of all the men I see."

"I think I should keep an eye on you today."

Carlisle spoke in a pleasant manner, but there was a dark shadow on his words. Elena was curious about it, but before she could think about it any further, Carlisle kissed the back of her hand.

"That's all because you're so pretty."

"Norris!"

He was not used to receiving compliments like this from Carlisle. Although respect in marriage is very important in a relationship, royal men do not give more than is necessary for fear that it will undermine their authority. For Carlisle to kiss the back of his hand meant that he respected her and was dedicated to her.

He looked, speechless, and he continued with a smile on his lips.

"Can we?"

He regained consciousness and finally nodded.

"Yes." Yeah."

It was time for the main character to enter.