Chapter 231: Epilogue 21

Chapter 231: Epilogue 21

Clang.

Lennox Carlyle originally didnt dream.

Youll understand me someday.

Is this a dream again?

However, for the past two days, he had been dreaming of his father, whose face he barely remembered.

His childhood was shallow, so there werent many memories to dwell on.

The memories of his parents were mostly about them harshly teaching swordsmanship, even throwing a sword.

From his standpoint, it was an unfortunate dream.

He never had good parents, and didnt know what a proper family was like.

Your Highness.

Upon returning to his bedroom after dousing his face with cold water, sir Milan, the vice-captain of the Knights, was waiting for him.

Did you get some rest?

Not really.

Milan was a long-time loyal servant and one of the few subjects trusted by the Duke. Milan smiled broadly.

You must be nervous.

He guessed that the impending wedding made him lose sleep.

Milan, who was appointed as the steward, was wearing a modest formal attire instead of the usual knights uniform.

Why would I be?

Lennox sighed with a small smile, wiping off the remaining water.

He knew why he was feeling jittery.

Its said to be bad luck to see the bride before the wedding.

Lennox thought it was a damn superstition.

But it was too awkward to ignore.

He didnt want to be separated from Juliet even for a moment, but he couldnt help it with the wedding being two days away.

Due to the damn superstition, he hadnt seen even the shadow of Juliet for a full day and fourteen hours.

As someone who disliked others attending to him, he silently put on his shirt and fastened the cufflinks.

Knock knock.

Your Highness.

Its open.

The door opened and it was Jude, a young knight, with a troubled look.

Whats the matter?

Um, that is

When Milan asked instead, Jude, who was hesitating with an uncomfortable expression, abruptly opened the window.

It doesnt look like its going to stop.

On the dawn of the wedding day, a drizzle was falling outside the window.

Lennox thought it was a bad omen.

* * *

Oh my, its raining.

What do we do, Helen?

Pitter patter.

And on the other side of the castle, on the second floor of the east wing, people were also looking out the window.

Dont worry too much, Juliet. The rain will stop before the ceremony.

Saying so, entering into a spacious reception room was Helen, Juliets aunt.

Oh my.

Upon discovering Juliet surrounded by maids, Helens eyes widened.

You look so beautiful!

With a bright expression, Helen adjusted Juliets veil, continuously showing a pleased smile.

Thanks to my aunt for choosing a good dress.

With her light brown hair neatly tied up, Juliet smiled softly.

Except for hairpins and her mothers heirloom pearl earrings, there wasnt much jewelry.

The recent Juliet was happy and stable. To the extent that she wondered if she had ever been this comfortable in her life? She found it funny and enjoyable to see Lennox fussing over wanting to do something good for her, but she wished he was comfortable too.

But Im really okay.

?

Juliet grinned and looked at the awkward drawing on the table.

A quite well-drawn chapel, sunshine pouring down, and a garden in full bloom.

Juliet knew how much effort he put in to create a perfect wedding.

It was a bit of a shame that they couldnt have the small chapel and outdoor reception he had prepared.

Aha?

Leisurely playing with Onyx, Juliet suddenly thought of something.

You know, Elliot.

Yes, miss.

Can you do me a favor?

Please say anything!

Elliot pledged solemnly.

But a moment later, after hearing Juliets request, Elliot looked bewildered.

No, why do you need that?

* * *

The forecast clearly mentioned it would be clear, but the capable administrators in the North had prepared for unexpected situations.

In the end, the venue was changed to the temple instead of the chapel.

It will be delayed by an hour or two, but its no problem.

No matter how great the owner of the North was, he couldnt change the weather.

But in fact, he suspected that his nerves were more on edge not because it was raining or the plans were disrupted, but because he hadnt seen Juliet in a long time.

Uh, Your Highness. Theres something I need to say.

Thats when Elliot, the chief secretary of the Dukes house, approached him.

Come with me to the chapel for a moment. Theres something you must see.

For some reason, Elliot whispered solemnly.

Whats the use of a chapel that cant be used?

Do it later.

Lennox, who was already nervous, was about to turn around.

But his chief secretary knew a magic sentence that made him stand still.

Its about Miss Juliet!

In the end, Lennox followed Elliot amidst his busy schedule.

What should I see?

Youll know when you see it.

Elliot led the Duke to the small chapel, the original wedding venue.

Everyone else had flocked to the new venue, the temple, so the vicinity of the chapel was quiet and deserted.

Creak.

Come on.

Lennox thought he wouldnt let him go without a good reason.

But what the hell is here? Lennox, who just entered the chapel, hesitated.

In the quiet chapel, a soft candlelight was lit.

The guest seats were empty, but a red cloth was laid on the floor.

Marble goddess statues shining faintly were surrounded by fresh flowers and holy water symbolizing marriage.

And there was Juliet.

Lennox forgot to breathe for a moment.

Juliet was wearing a pure white dress, holding a bouquet woven with her favorite summer flowers.

She was exactly as he had envisioned for a long time, elegant and dazzling. He couldnt figure out how that was possible.

Juliet?

Hello, Lennox.

Juliet in a white dress looked at him and smiled brightly.