Chapter 90 – Epilogue – Their Wedding
The day brightens.
I’ve been sleeping a lot lately, but I can’t fall asleep especially today.
To be more precise, he had woken up early enough to surprise even himself.
Haven’t you had such an experience?
When I was young, I couldn’t easily fall asleep the day before I went on a trip.
The problem was the throbbing with a similar but slightly different resolution to me now.
Marriage, which some call the grave of life.
Right. Today was our wedding day.
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When I returned to the mansion in a wheelchair, the entire Feroz family was there.
Even if I put aside the thought of how these three people could be in one place, I felt somehow creepy that the three of them had different views on me.
Seria must have been smiling behind me.
“We decided to get married!”
As those words echoed through the halls of the mansion, I knew exactly what those eyes were.
The first to react was her mother’s side.
“So?”
It was a little different from the atmosphere of the house, but I didn’t think of it as a good man.
She’s a little childish, but I also thought that maybe I’m here because she contacted her brother.
Know.
It was just a cowardly excuse, and he had several chances to escape.
I was just an ignorant prey who walked in on my own.
“You must have been tired, so go upstairs and rest.”
With those words, the householder’s wife ordered her maids to do this and that, and then disappeared.
Are you trying to tell your friends about this?
The second gaze was her sister.
I remember going around knowing a lot about my rumors, but did she really open the abyss and see the truth?
If not, it was clear that those gazes were probably sympathizing with me now.
“Are you feeling better?”
Complex emotions appeared on her face as she said that.
Was it the astonishment of this nonsense that happened in this house?
Or is it her despair that her own sister is having this kind of twisted love?
She must be feeling complicated in many ways for a woman who knows a little truth.
“It’s okay.”
He said that and smiled.
Seeing that, she chewed her lips and seemed to accept it.
“Is that so…”
She told her own father that she had to visit her school for a while, and she soon left her seat.
The gaze of the last remaining householder was… Unknown.
What is he thinking?
Is it the pride of the marriage between the winner of the academy and the daughter of the Feroze family?
Or is it the fear of the darkness displayed by his daughter?
I didn’t think he was ignorant of the circumstances.
No matter how much she thought about it, she never thought that she would be able to do all this on her own.
Surely someone would have helped.
And the suspect was making a subtle expression in front of me right now.
The truth only he will know.
All I could think was that in the end it would be passed on because it would benefit the family.
“Do you have a date in mind?”
“I want you to do it as soon as possible.”
Would you be happy too?
He thought about it for a while and then came up with a plan.
“Since that’s what you mean… How about two weeks later? They say there are things to prepare.”
Even with her own thoughts, she noticed that she agreed because she couldn’t do it right away today.
Maybe it would be nice for her even if she just wrote and uploaded the documents today, but maybe she made some concessions or she agreed with his opinion.
“Great.”
Seria said that in the voice of the happiest person in the world.
“Rest. He won’t feel well either.”
He left those words and started walking towards his study.
What on earth was that gaze left on me for the last time?
“Then let’s go too.”
Soon, no one was left in the hallway.
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Announcing the wedding news to someone and preparing for the wedding was very crowded.
It was strange to myself to lie down like this.
I had nothing.
No relatives, no family, no friends…
I decided to contact my friends separately later.
Having nothing to do with it, I was lying in her room watching her pick out her dress.
A fancy dress, a dress that is simple but captures the features.
She was ignorant about the dress in the first place, and she just said it was okay because she looked good in the dress that she saw objectively apart from her emotions.
Actually, she didn’t like everything.
Neither my answer nor the dress.
My clothes don’t fit?
I was also a patient, and I said that my suit was the one that best matched the dress, and I didn’t want to be involved in anything, so I had nothing to do.
How often do you wear a top or something?
No matter how much Seria did, the reality of a wedding must have been a burden, and she seemed pretty tired.
At one point, he put everything down and was resting next to me.
“I expected a lot, but it’s very difficult to become the person involved.”
At the same time, she took her hand and put it on the pod.
Is it stable or what?
Without saying anything, she just did what she was told to do, and she too did nothing.
Then, as if she had a good idea, she raised her body.
As she turned her head to see the scene, she spoke to her.
“That wasn’t what mattered.”
“What.”
“If everyone else is doing it, why should we?”
The wedding in my head is neat attire, officiating ceremony, and guests. These three came to mind the most.
The officiant and the guests will not be given up for the sake of the household business… It seems that there is nothing other than a change of clothes, but is there something else?
“What are you trying to lose?”
“No, I want to change.”
What?
It seems that there is nothing to change the frame, but what is it changing?
I decided to listen to it in silence.
She wondered what this different woman was thinking.
“It changes the color. The color of the suit.”
“The white dress symbolizes virginity, right?”
Is it? You have to be interested in the original.
She looked at me with a somewhat alluring voice and continued her words.
“Ed took my girl anyway… So she doesn’t have to be in a white dress?”
She seems to have heard that when she gets remarried, she wears a colored dress.
“What…”
“We do it in black dresses and white suits.”
The conclusion has already been reached.
Her opinion was very pure.
She immediately ran out of her room to find out.
She just stared at the door she had just exited with a bitter smile.
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Day.
The mansion was overcrowded with countless people.
Everyone was doing their job in their place.
Except for me.
Employees were busy running around preparing for the event, and the people involved were talking to each other.
The people the family head talked to were probably those who came as heads or representatives of the same nobles.
Given the high average age, it seemed roughly right.
The people the head wife talked to were probably people who had followed them or were her personal acquaintances.
At least the atmosphere seemed brighter than the previous conversation, so I felt a little better.
The first daughter of this family.
What does it have to do with me now? Did you say execution?
The person was talking to people of the same age and age.
Looking at it, she couldn’t tell if this was a social church or a wedding.
However, it was amazing to see people who came with one invitation divided again and were talking to people similar to themselves.
I felt like a sociology student.
So what are the other two doing?
The main character of the day hadn’t come out since morning saying he was getting ready.
Today’s assistant heroine not only had few acquaintances, but most of those acquaintances were absent or late, so she was just lounging around in her room.
At some point, the barracks showed themselves.
If this is a change, it will probably change.
Is it because of the big changes and shocks?
Something seemed to be broken. However, it was an individual change that did not show.
As I am lying on my bed and staring at the ceiling, someone knocks on the door.
She is a maid with a familiar face.
Does that person even know the truth?
“Now you have to prepare slowly.”
Ah.
Was it because the last few months of life were a series of shocks?
It was clear that they were planning to have a wedding in a little while.
Leave the room and walk down the hallway.
It was a familiar place, but not comfortable.
With every step I took, it felt like my legs were getting heavier.
Suddenly, I wondered if this was how a condemned prisoner felt when he was dragged to the death penalty.
The moment you enter, a turning point in your life that cannot be reversed.
Someone’s face came to mind.
I just want you to forget me and be happy.
Arrive at the door of the venue.
The people who have not yet entered the venue and have just arrived look at me and talk to each other in low voices.
‘Is that the person?’
‘I guess so.’
‘But why is it white? It’s usually black.’
‘I don’t know.’
They said they would talk quietly and pass by, but sadly they all heard it.
Certainly we were strange.
The door opened from the inside, and it was time to enter.
The road to the front of the podium.
Normally, it wouldn’t be that far, but it seemed so far away to me now.
One step.
Stretch your feet.
‘That person this time…’
Two steps.
‘Does it look pretty good?’
Words of evaluation come flying.
Why does it feel sharper than the evaluation of my thesis in college?
Three steps.
‘By the way, is it a white suit?’
Choice becomes the focus.
Four steps.
‘It’s true that he won an award for innovation, so his clothes are also innovative.’
I hear some positive comments.
It was sad that I couldn’t deny the possibility of being sarcastic.
Five steps.
‘By the way, I don’t think I can see the groom’s acquaintances? They all know.’
It was bittersweet.
It wasn’t that I voluntarily sought to disconnect from society.
But I didn’t want to let others know about my situation.
Six steps.
‘What did you say you were from?’
In fact, I don’t even know myself.
Because my parents never told me anything.
Seven steps.
‘I’m envious.’
I wanted to say that not knowing what kind of person I am going to marry is a blessing.
Eight steps.
‘Shouldn’t have played a little bit.’
In that place was the young lady I had seen before at the academy, and a person who looked like her parents.
Would it have been better if I had been free then?
Nine steps.
‘I hope you live well.’
A word of pure cheer.
That cheer turned into a curse and stuck in me.
Not being able to tell the truth is as resentful as it is now.
Please get me out of this situation.
But they won’t.
It is clear that there is no obligation and no interest in it.
Arrived in front of the podium.
His injured left leg trembled.
It’s only ten steps, but I’m not sure why he’s doing this.
The person officiating the ceremony was the president of the university.
Somehow it seemed very familiar.
Let’s just stand looking ahead.
The sound of an instrument announcing the entrance echoed from behind.
That buck
I hear footsteps.
Shoes with heels amplify the sound.
The fingertips tremble slightly.
I want to go back.
I want to run away.
I want to go back to the past.
If only I had turned down the tutoring then.
But regret is only regret, and it couldn’t send me to the past.
Someone arrived next to me.
There is a black veil. Black dress, black long gloves, black shoes.
And there was Seria wearing a necklace with red jewels.
Dressed like that, she looked more like a widow at a funeral than a bride.
Her outfit seemed to have been accepted more unconventionally than mine, so the buzz grew.
I don’t know how she convinced her father.
But it was no longer an issue.
“Then, let’s begin the wedding of the groom, Edward Weiss, and the bride, Seria von Peroz.”
Judgment has begun.
The trial of the guilty man who had been blinded by confusion and embraced wrong love was just beginning.
“My name is Augustus de Morgan, who officiated. You may be more familiar with the name Chancellor.”
“The two men and women standing in front of me are also my students.”
“But today, rather than a student-to-professor relationship, the elders who have lived their lives before them are giving blessings to the young people who will follow.”
I hope you can tell me the answer.
If you were you, what would you do in this situation? Because you’re smart enough to give you an answer.
My hopes never came out. Like a bird trapped in a cage.
A bird that is in a very fancy cage, but has to live in it for the rest of its life.
That bird was myself.
The officiating speech went by in an instant.
“There will be days when there will be conflict. There will also be happy days. But one thing is for sure, right now, they will be partners for life.
It will mean that they will be looking in the same direction for the rest of their lives.”
“Now I will ask the two young souls.”
The time of sentencing has come.
“Will the bride Ceria von Ferroz accept Edward Weiss as her husband and be with her for the rest of her life?”
“Yes.”
There was something about that voice that held people back.
And now it was my turn.
“Would Edward Weiss, the groom, take Seria von Ferroz as her wife and be with her for the rest of her life?”
A situation where only one answer is given.
If she was looking at this situation, she was really clever and meticulous.
Because it created an unavoidable situation.
I didn’t want to answer.
It seemed like I was going to let go of everything and live my life as it went by, but when it happened in front of my eyes, I couldn’t open my mouth.
My hands are shaking.
Cold sweat
The president wonders if he noticed my ideals.
“Groom?”
I hate to say it. I want to run away. I want to go to a place where no one is around and end my life quietly by myself.
.
.
.
But there was only one choice given to me.
“Yes.”
“The groom must have been very nervous.”
He skillfully covers up the discomfort caused by my heart.
“With this, I solemnly declare that the two have become husband and wife.”
The kiss of oath was a strange taste.
