‘Anyway, there’s no point in making it known. I’ve already made a spectacle in front of the princess and her entourage. It would be strange to have another wedding.’

So, the venue was the residence.

The officiant was Latua, assistant officiant Adonia.

Mrs. Murphy and Teddy were selected as the minimal witnesses.

And now, Mrs. Murphy was dressing Brody.

Mrs. Murphy had rarely shown emotion, but Teddy, who is skilled in chores, somehow got the formal attire.

Ah, of course, Brody and Aidan said formal attire wasn’t necessary—what was urgent was the ‘marriage vow’—but Teddy insisted, for the sake of their honor, that it was.

The wedding attire that Brody wore was, uniquely, a deep blue.

The bride in blue with silver accessories.

The groom in green with gold accessories.

That was the tradition of the Northern wedding attire.

The outfit that Teddy brought was slightly large for Brody, but Mrs. Murphy adjusted it on the spot after dressing her.

“You’re good with clothes, ma’am?”

“I learned over the shoulder from my daughter who’s skilled in such things.”

“Ah, you have a daughter.”

“Strictly speaking, not a biological daughter but a girl I’ve raised. I only have two good-for-nothing sons.”

While exchanging pleasantries, Mrs. Murphy didn’t stop her hands and completed the adornment efficiently.

“Shall we proceed if you’re ready?”

Knock, knock, it was the appointed time and Adonia cheerfully knocked on the door.

For the first time in her life, Brody wore glamorous clothes and unfamiliar jewelry.

She had even put scented oil on her hair, which Mrs. Murphy styled carefully.

Brody looked down at the dazzling beads and embroidery decorating her torso and swallowed hard.

She didn’t know what to do with her body due to the awkward feeling.

‘Don’t be nervous. Nervousness comes from expectation. How could I have expectations when I was lying sick until yesterday? This is casual attire, casual attire. This is just a contractual process. It means nothing.’

With a creak, the door opened and the two officiants, Teddy, and Aidan came in.

‘Ah.’
Brody had to exert great effort to refrain from covering her mouth with her hand.

‘No, it’s my husband.’

Isn’t he breathtakingly beautiful?

‘Is this a Bogue photoshoot?’

The moment she saw him, all of Brody’s tension flew away.

Her mind went blank the moment she saw his beautiful face.

‘My heart… feels like it’s going to burst.’

Of course, not Brody’s heart, but Aidan’s heart.

The green robe Teddy had procured was apparently too small for Aidan.

Well, is his physique even normal?

Finding clothes that fit him in just one day was mission impossible.

Broad shoulders leading into robust arms.

A thick chest flaunting the three-dimensionality of the human body, contrasted by a slim waist.

And below that…

‘Ah, I can’t just scan him up and down like this. Get a grip, Brody.’

She had styled her usually messy hair into a half-updo.

His naturally messy hair was attractive, but this neat hairstyle was another kind of attractive.

His refreshing facial lines were incredibly vibrant…

“Ahem. His Highness does look quite handsome. I told you, Your Highness, you waste your looks too much.”

Whether it was Teddy who had dressed Aidan or not, he spoke proudly.

At his clearing of his throat, Brody, who had been broadcasting her husband’s appearance in her own mind, finally snapped back to reality and regained the light in her eyes.

‘Did I lose myself?’

Latua looked embarrassed, and Adonia and Teddy seemed amused.

‘Ah, what to do. He’s really handsome. He’s really my type.’

Brody grumbled internally, and finally shifted her gaze. Her cheeks were already flushed.

Aidan scratched his neck and approached Brody.

“I apologize. I stared too much. I know it’s rude…”

Hmm? Is he speaking my thoughts for me? Brody felt puzzled as she lifted her head.

When their eyes met, she only then realized his face was also flushed.

Aidan gave an awkward smile and gently brushed Brody’s cheek with his hand.

The touch was as light as a feather, but because his hand was trembling…

Her heart felt like it would burst. This time, it was Brody’s heart.

“…You’re beautiful.”

Thus began the marriage ceremony of the blushing couple.

Standing in front of the window, wearing clerical attire, the holy figure of Latua greeted the two.

It was a fake wedding, and her mood hadn’t been great due to yesterday’s cold proposal(?).

Yet standing beside Aidan like this, in a wedding gown, her heart couldn’t help but flutter.

“Do you, the groom, vow to love the bride for the rest of your life, in joy and sorrow, without change?”

To the question from Minister Latua, Aidan’s deep voice responded without hesitation or falter.

“I vow.”

Why are you answering so earnestly? It’s not real…

Faced with the same question, Brody replied hesitantly, almost in a mumble.

“…I vow.”

Her lowered eyelashes fluttered.

Fortunately, the few guests present could hear her soft reply and took it as bridal shyness, moving on.

“Now, exchange your tokens of vow.”

At the signal of the minister, the two turned to face each other.

Aidan took a step towards her, and Brody lifted her eyes filled with passion.