Chapter 184 - Allen Cell and Political Marriage [35] (1/2)

184. Allen Cell and Political Marriage [35]

Numero’s residence could be easily mistaken for a castle or a palace.

The marriage ceremony between Numero Dolan and Sie Arcstria will be held before long in the cathedral on the first floor.

「Those who have a written invitation, please come this way!」

「The ceremony is going to start soon! Please hurry up!」

Due to the schedule being brought forward by Numero selfishly, the ceremony hall was in a substantial state of confusion.

Sie Arcstria sighed loudly as she heard the clatter.

(Haa… What a selfish person. To speed up the wedding ceremony by three hours for his own convenience.)

She was now waiting in the bride’s room for Numero’s arrangements.

(I have always wanted to wear a wedding dress, but considering the marriage partner, it doesn’t bring me any happiness at all.)

Sie looked at herself in the wedding dress, which was reflected on the dresser, as though someone else was wearing it.

Both shoulders and back were exposed greatly, and the skirt was long. A gorgeous dress with a soft volume.

The so-called『Princess Line』.

(Ah… Where did things go wrong…)

She placed her index finger on her chin and glanced absentmindedly at the empty space.

Prince Charming will surely come to bring her away someday. Where she can forget her position, family standings, and responsibilities. And he will make her his only bride. That dream was shattered to pieces by the harsh, cruel reality.

(I wonder if this is the fate of being born of『Arcstria』.)

Live for the country and die for the country – that is the duty of Arcstria.

Sie, who had been taught that since childhood, always knew that her life would not be the way she wanted it.

She knew that she would be used as a tool for political marriage someday.

But somewhere in her heart, she held onto that dream.

Prince Charming who would appear gallantly, and cut away all her ties of obligation.

(But I can’t change my fate after all. No matter where I go, it will always be Sie ”Arcstria”. Live for the country and die for the country… No one can ever change that.)

When she sighed heavily thinking about that, a knock echoed in the waiting room. And the door opened slowly.

From there, an old gentleman wearing a black suit entered the room with an elegant bow.

「Sie Arcstria-sama. Numero-sama is calling for you.」

「…Yes, I understand.」

Sie prepared herself for the worst and slowly headed to the wedding hall.