Then a faint divine power descended on Evelia’s body and a cluster of white light swirled around her.
However, Evelia’s face remained nervous.
“My petals…”
“Now, young lady, you just need to spread this far and wide to fill everyone in the empire with blessings for the new year.”
Evelia, with a sulky expression, accepted the basket of flowers.
The cheers from the crowd did not stop. The carriage started slowly.
“…It is the maiden of Artina.”
The cheering citizens couldn’t help but know.
From birth to growth, Evelia had been the object of the attention of the entire empire, as well as a subject of reverence and praise.
A person born in the family of a hero who protects the empire.
A person rumored to be loved by the spirits.
A kind person who wanted to give her doll as a new year’s gift to the poor children outside the city.
“Prin… Ugh!!”
Someone excitedly tried to shout “Princess!” but the surrounding crowd quickly covered his mouth.
“Shh. Don’t stress her out. Let her enjoy the moment.”
“That expression doesn’t look like she’s enjoying at all.”
“Hey, she must be just nervous!”
They were all citizens who occasionally resented the nobles.
However, even to them, the young maiden who received the blessing of the spirit for the first time in a decade was a figure they wanted to respect.
“I hope she will become the empress by marrying our future prince…”
Someone quietly muttered this, and the surrounding crowd nodded in agreement.
If such a person wears the crown of the empress, perhaps it will be a good world to live in.
It was a remark that would have lavished all sorts of praise had the emperor heard it, and would have triggered all sorts of abuse had Hugo, Arkan, and Cedric heard it.
A small sound amplifier, created by magic, was placed in front of Evelia.
“Please say a word before you scatter the petals, cute lady.”
The closest priest whispered into her ear.
Evelia hesitated, then opened her mouth to the priest.
“I… Can I get a new basket of petals after I scatter all these…?”
The persistent obsession with petals was amplified and widely spread through the streets of the continent.
“Eek! The sound is loud!”
Surprised by the loud sound, even the startled cry echoed.
“I mean, I picked these petals today to give to my dad, mom, brother, knights, and friends… but since I can’t pick a single one after getting up here, I can’t give them any gifts…”
Even the embarrassed mumbling followed and flew far away.
“Hahaha!!”
“Hahaha That’s right! Give her the whole basket!”
When the crowd laughed at the child’s honest desire, Evelia’s hand fidgeted.
“Hehe. Got it. After you scatter all the petals, we’ll give you a new basket of petals.”
With the priest’s permission, a bright smile appeared on Evelia’s face.
Evelia slowly opened her mouth towards the crowd.
Even in front of many people, she showed no signs of tension.
“This is my first time watching the blessing festival. Even though I’m already four.”
The clear voice of the young child soaked every corner of the alley.
“The skewers are delicious, and the ice cream is delicious. The millefeuille was also delicious.”
The adults’ eyes widened at the childlike festival evaluation.
“I wish everyone in the village, and my friends carrying baskets, could eat their fill.”
Her expression was childlike, but the sentiments it held were not.
Her perspective was childlike, but her heart was not.
The imperial citizens looked up at Evelia in astonishment. There wasn’t a shred of falsehood in her clear eyes.
“May everyone have a bountiful year!”
Upon finishing her last sentence, Evelia tossed out the pink petals as if she were throwing handfuls of them.
She had been worried her weak arms wouldn’t spread the petals far, but surprisingly, the petals rode the wind and spread far and wide.
“Ah! The petals……!”
“My goodness, how beautiful!”
The crowd let out unabashed exclamations.
The petals scattered by the children didn’t fly far due to the children’s weak physical strength.
But the petals Evelia scattered seemed to catch a favorable wind, or had wings, reaching even the imperial citizens who hadn’t been able to secure a frontrow seat and were regretful.
It was as if it was raining flowers.
The petals scattered equally to everyone without prejudice.
While catching the flying petals, the crowd also wished for the young princess’s wellbeing, a fact that Evelia would likely never know.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]“……This is your doing?”
In a considerably distant place from the bustling street, on the roof of a quiet building.
A man with red hair, still wearing his hat, sat on the roof and asked the beautiful silverhaired woman standing next to him with a sidelong glance.
“What are you asking? Obviously it’s me.”
The corner of the woman’s mouth drew a fascinating curve.
King of the Wind, Perseus was watching Evelia receiving blessings from the priests with a warm gaze.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
