Chapter 642
Chapter 642
Chapter 642
Athenaeached up to rubber sore neck, and Claudia chuckled. “Just heat with it a bit longer. The heavier the tier press, the more your husband pril cherish you in the days to come p>
Suddenly, t
the sound of Suona horns drifted
The room instantly descended into chaos. Some were grabbing the red well, others the bronze mirror.
Claudia’s ansious voice rang out. “Has the bridal bouquet been wrapped in lace? And the siber penny for her shoe. Where is it p>
“Heret Here?” a maid called out.
The room bustled in a a flurry. Mhena sat there like a porcelain doll, letting them dress her in ivory silk and lace
Beneath the delicate well, she couldn’t see much, only that she was guided back to sit at the edge of the canopied bridal bed by Trina
Soon, footsteps and laughter carried in from outside, men’s voices, teasing and boisterous.
it had to be Kander who came to claim his bride, now at the parlor door playing the traditional wedding games.
She couldn’t quite catch the words, but the laughter was clear and frequent.
She imagined Xander with his usual furrowed brow, wholly out of his element.
He could command legions, but these frivolous antics might leave him helpless.
In truth, Athena had underestimated him.
Dressed in a crisp tailcoat of navy blue and crimson, Xander had already strategized on the ride over in his brouche
He now stood outside the parlor, faced with the first challenge. A poetic match.
The matron of honor passed a folded parchment beneath the door. It was half a verse penned by Athens the night before. “Beneath the ash, autumn leaves fall. A heart undone in tear–stained shawl p>
A moment later, a firm voice replied from outside. “Here comes the carriage down the lane, to bind our hearts in sun and rain p>
Athena quietly sighed in relief, a soft blush rising beneath her weil.
Her heart uttered gently at his line.
Applause erupted from outside. “I never expected Prince Xander could wield both sword and sonnet”
Next, a footman passed in a second slip of parchment with a single poetic line. “A lantern burns through centuries‘ dark”
A short silence followed. Then the delighted laugh of a child broke it. Xander crouched, whispered something in the ear of a small lad, and pressed a
silver shilling into his palm.
The boy chirped cheerfully. “Two hearts as one, a future stark with spark p>
Cheers followed once more, and Athena couldn’t help smiling.
The maids giggled quietly, and the matron nodded with delight. “Such clever wit, and from a nobleman, no less. A match made by heaven
Having passed two tests, the parlor door remained closed.
Xanderstood with hands behind his back, the wind rustling his cloak. “Whatever challenge remains, let it be known,” he said, amusement and resolve in
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his voice.
His friends and comrades cheered heartly from bebind “Let it comel Our price shall not be undone by parlour games
Ever since Xander relinquished his military title, his men have grows increasingly informal around him.
By now, they were to comfortable with him they could practically throw an arm around his shoulders and joke like old friends.
His men stood behind Xander, cheering h
him on loudly
The matron curtsied gratefully and said, “These me tailles to a war here, Your Grace, But this final task was made by the bride herself, it may prove more
“Oh?” Xander raised a brow, curiosity piqued.
The matron of honor opened the door slightly so he could peer into the room.
Inside, on a mahogany writing desk, stood a white silk–bound fan. It was entirely blank.
The crowd peered in with confusion. “What is this contraption p>
“The bride wishes His Grace to pen a poem of four lines upon the fan, beginning each line with the letters of LOVE it must speak of eternal union
A gasp swept through the courtyard.
The fan was small, the doorway distant, and Xander was to write upon it without even entering the room.
The gathered crowd hushed, all glancing at Xander.
The matron added, with a mischievous smile, “ Should His Grace fail, he must down every glass of wine upon that table p>
Servants rolled out a table set with a towering pyramid of punch glasses. It was easily thirty or more.
One of Xander’s men, Ansel, cleared his throat and said, “My lord, take the drink in your stead if it comes to that”
But Xander couldn’t afford to falter. He still had to carry his bride through the streets
Inside, Athena grew anxious as silence persisted.
She thought, ‘Is the task too harsh? Have I gone too far p>
Just as she was about to call Trina over, a roar of admiration erupted outside
Even Trina whispered in awe, “His Grace is truly remarkable p>
Kander had tied his quill to the tip of his riding crop and, with the force of his trained arm, carefully wrote across the delicate fan.
Soon, a steward recited the poem aloud.
“Let the candle burn through time, Onward with hands entwined. Vows we speak in solemn grace. Eternity our shared embrace p>
The initials spelled “LOVE p>
Cheers erupted as the matron cried out, “Time to receive the bride
Athena clutched her skirt. Her heart raced.
Athena falt lightheaded, her whole world spinning with nerves. Then she heard Richter’s gentle voice. “Athena, let me walk you down the aisle p>
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She
was helped onto his arm, her two other uncles flanking
Ahead strode her grandfather, Kurtis, proudly leading the way.
Such a stately procession gave her courage
The sound of bells and cheers filled the air.
Behind her veil, Athena could see very little. Only that the walk to the carriage felt impossibly long. Eventually, they stopped. Richter said, “Athena, get
into the carriage ”
She was led into a white,
e, ribbon trimmed horse drawn carriage
The curtains were drawn. The wedding procession began.
Kander rode ahead on horseback, dressed like a hero of old, yet constantly glancing back as though afraid she might vanish.
Xander felt as if he were walking through a dream.
The streets were filled with townsfolk, all offering blessings.
These were all people whose lives had been touched by the kindness of Kurtis and Athena. Out of gratitude, they spontaneously joined the wedding procession, following behind.
Children ran beside the wheels, calling out, “May you live happily ever after May you have many children
This was a wedding of unparalleled grandeur, drawing nearly the entire population of Pidence City to witness the spectacle.
Even in the narrow lanes, the crowd moved aside in reverence without Xander’s men to intervene.
At last, they reached Xander Manor. Xander dismounted and approached the carriage. He knocked gently on the door.
From outside, he bowed deeply and said, “My dearest wife, step into our home. From this day forth, I am yours entirely. Every step you take, I shall walk beside you”
He continued, “And should I ever betray your love, may Heaven strike me down, my soul condemned to wander, nameless and lost p>
Inside, Athena’s breath caught. From behind the carriage curtain, she answered, “If betray you, may the wind”
the star
stars forget my name, and my spirit vanish with
A delicate hand reached out from within, Xander gently took her fingers in his
AD
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.