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Chapter 27: Epilogue

Epilogue

*Ding dong*… *Ding dong*…

The chimes of the cathedral bells resounded through the clear, blue sky.

The capital was full of smiling people, and there were stalls lined up every which way.

There was an overwhelming number of people on the short road leading from the royal palace to the cathedral, surging forward to try to get even just a glimpse of today’s main characters. The knights tasked with maintaining peace and order tidily lined both sides of the road at a set distance from one another.

“Congratulations to His Royal Highness, Crown Prince Cecil and Crown Princess Bertia-sama!!”

“Long live His Royal Highness, Crown Prince Cecil and Crown Princess Bertia-sama!!”

Surrounded by a number of mounted knights, today’s main characters… in other words, me, Cecil Glo Alphasta and my wife-to-be, Bertia Ibil Noches—our carriage was slowly advancing.

At long last.

Today is the wedding day of Bertia and I.

***

It’s been about two years since the [downfall] turmoil.

Finally, Bertia graduated from Halm Academy.

Once she graduated, what awaited was naturally her marriage to me.

It seems that, for Bertia, who was busy with her student life, preparations for the marriage, crown princess training, etc., the two years passed by in the blink of an eye just as she’d said, but from my point of view, these two years that had seen increasingly fewer chances to meet with Bertia had been an exceedingly boring and long two years.

Unintentionally, I was so bored that I ended up forming an alliance (that favored us quite one-sidedly, almost like bullying) with the neighboring country, sweeping out the internal ‘dirt’, teasing Zeno, and a variety of other things.

Just a little, I jokingly considered invading a country that I’d discovered to have an unstable state of internal affairs, but I didn’t want Bertia to cry, so I quickly stopped that line of thought.

Instead, I tried to have our country build a friendly relationship with them, and from the shadows, secretly backed the country’s fifth prince born of a concubine. I was asking him to usurp the throne, though.

That country still hasn’t seemed to quite settle down yet, but the fifth prince was an excellent individual in my eyes, so they should be able to manage somehow or another after some time.

Like that, I continued to kill time on occasion, arranged environments in which Bertia could come and peacefully relieve any mental strain, and quietly waited.

Such a time finally ended today.

From now on, I would be able to lead a peaceful yet amusing and enjoyable life together with her.

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As I thought about it, my mood inevitably lifted, and the smile I was displaying to the citizens who came to see us turned into a natural smile.

I guess this uplifting sensation that filled my heart was surely feeling [happy].

And then next to me, Bertia…

“I’m so nervous. In time like this, I guess there’s that, right?! I’ll be fine if I write the character of person on my palm and swallow it.1 Oh my? In this kind of situation, I wonder if [kanji] is better? Or rather, when in Rome, do as the Romans do and write it with this country’s alphabet? Aah, what should I do?! Being seen by a lot of people like this, I’m so nervous that my heart might pop out!!”