Chapter 215

“If I am being honest, I did not know that things would turn out the way they did.”

“What do you mean by that, Nilla?”

“Because I thought I would not be able to get married. I have thought this way since there was ‘that certain event’ that had occurred in the past life, as you very well know.”

“…”

“However, this man has managed to change me and my fear of my past life. I am so happy to be able to marry such a man like this one, Lizzy.”

“That is a relief to hear, Nilla. If you are happy, then I am happy as well!”

“Sounds good to me. Then let us stop talking about my story at this point and move on to other topics…” Petronilla smiled brightly, “How about you, Lizzy? Recently, I have received all kinds of news on the maids grumbling about this and that regarding the conjugal harmony between you and His Majesty.”

“…” At those words, Patrizia reddened in the face considerably and answered her older sister’s question in a sharp voice, “His Majesty is rather fastidious and likes to make a big deal of even the smallest things…”

“…” -The two of them seem to be getting along better than ever,- Petronilla thought. She could definitely tell that her sister’s face looked much brighter and better than before. Those features that appeared only on the faces of women who were cherished and beloved were now appearing on Patrizia’s as well.

Petronilla thought about the fact that she was not the only one who was now delighted and content, and how fortunate for both of them that this was the case. If she had been the only one full of joy, while her younger sister was drowning in misery, then she would not have been able to attain true happiness for herself. Petronilla smiled lightly as she asked, “It will be difficult for you to attend the wedding, right?”

“…Most likely?” Patrizia replied with a strange expression.

Petronilla was not successful in reading and understanding her sister’s expression. She continued with a joke, “A wedding gift coming from the Imperial Palace should be quite different than the rest, am I right? Can I look forward to it?”

“I am tightening the finances and the overall budget of the Imperial Treasury. Do not expect too much from the Imperial Palace!” Patrizia answered in an equally playful manner, and burst into a fit of giggles.

It was then that Mirya knocked on the door leading to the room they were in.

Patrizia asked, “What is it, Mirya?”

“His Majesty has sent a bunch of chocolate chip cookies today for Your Majesty.”

Petronilla opened her mouth wide in complete shock, “Oh my goodness. Are you telling me His Majesty is still making desserts for you?”

“If he had not been born with the fate as the Emperor, he would probably have ended up becoming a pâtissier,” Patrizia chuckled in response.

Mirya soon brought over a pretty plate piled high with Lucio’s chocolate chip cookies.

Petronilla grabbed one of them and took a bite out of it. “It is delicious!” she exclaimed after chewing the mouthful.

“His Majesty’s skills are gradually improving.”

“Oh my goodness. For His Majesty to be doing this every single day. Honestly, this is something that can just be relayed to the Imperial Chef with instructions.”

“His Majesty claimed the sincerity would be lacking, or something like that,” Patrizia explained to Petronilla while breaking into a grin. “To answer your question, as you can see, I am doing quite well.”

“…”

“So that is why you do not have to worry about me too much.”

“I know, my little sister. Your Majesty…” Petronilla showed a vague smile. “I am not worried about you now. Because your expression is already telling me everything, that you are very happy right now.”

“Indeed, Nil,” Patrizia replied in a voice that was almost lofty, as if she was floating in the clouds. “I am happy at this very moment.”

“You have to be happy all the time moving forward. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I should be,” Patrizia answered, and habitually laughed in a low tone. It was apparent that even now, she was in a state of bliss.

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Petronilla’s wedding ceremony took place on an afternoon that was bright and sunny. Petronilla was waiting for the ceremony to commence in the bride’s waiting room with a nervous face. -Ungh…I am trembling.-

Up until last night, she had been calm, but she could not help feeling anxious as the time for the actual wedding ceremony was approaching. She deliberately took a deep breath to relax and ease her nerves.

As she was trying her very best to calm down, someone came inside the room. That someone was none other than Petronilla’s mother, the Marchioness of Grochester.

Petronilla rejoiced as she greeted her mother warmly, “Mother.”

“My dear daughter, you are looking truly beautiful today.”

The Marchioness of Grochester was not using these words for empty flattery. Petronilla looked extremely beautiful. The white wedding dress she was wearing reminded her mother of the very image of an angel.

Petronilla asked her mother in a voice that was shaking ever so slightly, “Is it normal to be feeling this skittish and nervous on the day of the wedding?”

“It is beyond natural and even expected to be feeling high strung ahead of an auspicious event in your life. Even if it was not a marriage ceremony, there is always going to be a sense of strain or anxiety for a big milestone. Sweetheart, do not try to reject this tension, and instead, just accept it as it is. If something like holy matrimony is taken lightly, that would actually be quite problematic, after all.”

“That is true, however…” -I am quivering from being so tensed up.- Petronilla took a deep breath to try and calm down her nerves. It would have been really nice if Lizzy could have been with her at a moment such as this.

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Translated by Haeli

Edited by RED