Chapter 36

A Box of Cookies (2)

“Here you go, my lady.”

The maid who stood next to the door spoke. The servant who was guarding the door greeted Rowena and raised his voice toward the door.

“Your Highness, Lady Adelia is here!”

The servant opened the door without waiting for an answer. She thought maybe Cecil had instructed them to open the door after they informed him.

Indeed, Cecil was waiting with the high priest. Rowena’s heart pounded when she saw Cecil in a blue and white suit.

She knew that they were getting married now, and the real wedding would be held later. It was also a different experience. The appearance of Cecil standing in front of the high priest seemed to be the same as the appearance of the groom waiting for the bride at the ceremony.

“Rowena.”

Cecil approached Rowena with a bright smile. His glittering blue eyes glistened with joy. Coming up, he clasped Rowena’s hand and kissed her on the forehead.

“The high priest is waiting.”

The high priest, who had first come into the room where the crown prince was and heard the whole story, was relieved to see Rowena’s face bright. He was worried that the crown prince might have wielded his authority to kidnap the count’s daughter.

Rowena came into the room holding Cecil’s hand, and the servants closed the door quietly. Inside the room were the guards of the crown prince waiting to be witnesses.

The high priest looked carefully at Rowena. Cecil had also told the high priest that Paul was using violence against Rowena to be cautious.

It was national law to protect the aristocrats in the imperial court if they were being unfairly abused.

The high priest, who noticed Rowena’s gait was somewhat uncomfortable for a moment, but soon hid it.

It was a day when two young people would be joined together, so they could not show gloomy faces.

“Lady Rowena Adelia. Will you accept this marriage?”

“Yes.”

The high priest glanced at Cecil standing next to Rowena. The notorious crown prince was waiting for the high priest’s words with a confident face.

“Your Highness the crown prince wants this marriage?”

“Of course.”

Rowena’s cheeks slightly flushed at Cecil’s words to him. The high priest looked at the two with a pleased face. It was fun to see young people who loved each other get married in an aristocratic society where political marriage was common.

I hope this marriage will work on the crown prince’s rough temper, even a little.

“If that’s what you want, I’ll bless your marriage in the name of God’s permission. Now that you are married, please sign this form.”

A young priest who had followed the high priest as his assistant presented the documents. For this moment, the platform was moved to the seat of the high priest, so documents were placed on it.

The crown prince’s servant gave him a pen and ink, and Cecil took the pen and signed his signature at once. Rowena also received a pen from Cecil and signed her signature next to it.

The witnesses also wrote their signatures. The high priest, who cherished the marriage vows, carefully examined them.

“The fact that you’re married, as you say, will be kept secret until the wedding date unless the royal family makes any other promises.”

“Please.”

The high priest politely greeted the two and left with a marriage pledge. Knights also sneaked out of the crown prince’s presence.

“Rowena…!”

The blue eyes, filled with joy, looked at Rowena. The servant, who had just escaped, hurriedly closed the door, but quietly. Cecil lifted Rowena and spun her around. She could feel the fluttering of her rich skirt.

“You’ve finally become mine! I was afraid at the last minute that you’d say that you don’t think everything is right.”

The tip of her toes did not touch the ground as his strong arm firmly supported Rowena’s body. Cecil’s warm lips and breath touching her cheek felt somewhat unrealistic.

Rowena looked down at Cecil, who was looking up at her with eyes filled with confidence.

“How does it feel to have the crown prince of the empire in your grasp?”

“I don’t… I don’t know.”

Her heart beat wildly, and she didn’t know if this was because of excitement or fear of the various things that her choice would bring.

“Do you mean it hasn’t hit you yet?”

“Maybe.”

Cecil strode, supporting Rowena’s hips as if holding a child. The room where Cecil waited for Rowena was his second office. It is a room used when he wanted to cool his head quietly.

He took his steps to the carpeted space of the room. On the carpet was a nice sofa set.

“What can I do to make it feel real? I’ll give you a chance.”

“Give me a chance?”

Cecil’s blue eyes gleamed with joy as he looked up at Rowena.

“I mean, I’ll do whatever my wife asks. In celebration of our wedding anniversary. What do you want for my wife’s first gift? Tell me whatever you want.”

He was willing to listen to anything, whether it was a territory, a title, or a substance. Cecil also had that much power and ability.

Rowena seemed to ponder the words.

“Then, may I bring the servants from the Adelia Estate? Not everyone…”