Captured into the Bedroom of the Enemy Emperor (1 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 125

“Bride’s entrance!!!”

The elderly priest’s voice rang out, sharp and resonant like clashing metal.

Har Chen extended his hand toward Carolina. She placed her hand—the one not holding the bouquet—onto his, trembling violently.

Huh… Why are you shaking?

Har Chen bent his upper body slightly to look down at her. Beneath the wedding veil, Carolina’s long, upturned eyelashes fluttered, and she bit her lower lip.

The moment they passed beneath the Gracia golden arch, the sound of flapping wings filled the air. White birds darted chaotically between the high ceiling and the chandeliers.

Guests seated at tables, servants carrying food through the hall, and maids in attendance all looked up toward the ceiling.

The elderly priest standing on the dais grasped the back of his neck with one hand and adjusted his monocle with the other.

Whoosh.

At the low whistle, the birds flew toward the golden arch and dropped the flower clusters they’d been holding. Some birds soared over the guests’ tables, unfurling thin cloths coated with pine resin.

Flutter… Petals fell. Pale and soft pink, they carried a faint, delicate fragrance.

A few white birds alighted briefly on Carolina’s wedding veil and bare shoulders, as if delivering a message, before flying away again.

The guests assumed the white birds and falling petals were part of the royal family’s elaborate arrangements and marveled—but Carolina and Patricia recognized Bark’s white birds.

Patricia gripped the armrest of her chair, leaned forward, and followed the birds scattering petals as they flew away.

Bark, clad entirely in white with a white cloak draped over his shoulders, disappeared through the hall’s exit surrounded by the flock of white birds.

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