Chapter 351: The Royal Wedding Part II (1/2)
After the wedding ceremony was held within the confines of the Grand Cathedral, Berengar, Adela, and the hundreds of guests retired to the Palace for the Reception, in the ballroom of the Royal Palace, there was a place set for dancing, where Berengar and Adela were currently waltzing in the middle of the dance floor.
In Berengar's past life, it was a tradition of Germany for the Groom and Bride to waltz, followed by the bride dancing with her father and the groom dancing with his mother. This was a tradition Berengar had already established in Austria, and as such, he was currently waltzing with his new bride. As he did so, Adela began to speak to him with a loving smile plastered on her doll-like face.
”Berengar, my love, you look so handsome in your current attire. Your regal appearance is befitting of a man of your position!”
Berengar continued to smile as he danced with his wife; in doing so, he returned her compliment.
”Adela, my darling, you are breathtaking, I knew you would look exceptional in that dress, but you are the personification of the ancient goddess of beauty and love, Frija.”
Though Adela was a devout woman and frowned upon paganism, she could not help but blush at Berengar's remarkable comment. As such, she leaned in and kissed him as they waltzed the night away.
Shortly after doing so, the song ended, and Adela began to dance with her father, while Berengar danced with his mother, Gisela. As he did so, his mother could not help but comment on his appearance just like Adela had done so.
”My son, when you were young, I never believed you would live to see the day of your wedding. I must admit I am quite proud as your mother to say that you have grown to be an exceptionally handsome young man. If only your brother were here to see this...”
When Gisela said, this Berengar began to frown and look away from her sight. Though she was aware of Lambert's death, Berengar and his father Sieghard had decided to hide the truth of the exact details behind Lambert's demise to spare her some heartache.
As such, Berengar had never revealed the truth behind his injury that served as a permanent reminder of his brother's betrayal. With this in mind, he began to switch the subject to something more lighthearted.
”Mother, I thank you for all the support you have given me throughout these years. I know I haven't been the best son, but I assure you that I have done everything for the sake of our family and the Austrian people! If there is anything you need from me, feel free to let me know, and if it is within my power, I shall grant it to you.”
In response to this, Gisela chuckled before hugging her son. As she did so, she made a joke about his position.
”It's good to know that I have the King of Austria supporting me! Very well, if I ever have anything I need of you, I will not hesitate to ask, though I do have one question in mind.”
Berengar smiled and nodded to his mother's request before responding.
”Go ahead, as long as it is not a State Secret, I will not hide anything from my mother.”
Seeing how the King had given her the permission she needed, Gisela began to ask the question that weighed heavy on her heart ever since she first arrived at the new Royal Palace.
”What will become of the old castle? Now that you have a new and luxurious home, what are your plans for the seat of your ancestors?”
Berengar relaxed the moment he heard the question; at first, he thought it was something serious, but it just turned out to be something as simple as this. As such, he quickly relayed his thoughts on the matter.
”It will be preserved for generations to come, as a museum about our family's history. Do not worry, mother, I will never allow our family home to be torn down!”
Upon hearing this, Gisela let out a sigh of relief; knowing her son's rather industrious and pragmatic nature, she was afraid that he would have the castle removed in favor of some new project. It was good to know that Berengar still valued his roots, despite climbing far above the position of his ancestors.