Sleeping Beauty Wants The Throne
65. Towards Marriage

And the long-awaited big day has finally arrived. Just a week after the rebellion was over, the entire populace was enthusiastic about the coronation and marriage of their first emperor.

Three big news colored Sormenia. First, Evandre's cruelty will be destroyed replaced by the new leader—Grand Duke who approved by many people.

The second, the new leader will perform a marriage with a generous woman who greatly assisted him in the taking of the throne, the Crystal Lady.

And the third, Sormenia will officially turn into an empire considering the military of Brighton who did not playfully have joined the royal army.

Bollards of congratulations, wreaths, and various decorations seemed to fill the palace courtyard. Although not asked, in droves of people queue to give gifts according to their abilities. The cheerful laughter of the little ones running around the air made it clear that everyone was happy today.

Alastair observed everything from behind the window of the reading room while thinking about many things. After being officially emperor, the plan is that he will build a special city of witches so that their lives are not further eliminated from human civilization.

"Your Grace, Sir O'Leary has arrived."

"Please come in."

Soon a cloaked man entered the reading room. His face was overgrown with fine feathers with slight wrinkles in some parts. He bowed respectfully when faced with Alastair.

"Your Grace."

"Please sit down, sir."

They were both sitting on a brown sofa. Conversing for a while, then Alastair immediately spoke to the point.

"I heard you are the leader of the witch clan." Alastair stared at him intensely. "Is that true?"

The man laughed a little. "Where did you get that news?"

Alastair chuckled for a moment. It cannot be wrong for him to know, Sir O'Leary was the leader of the witch hundreds of years ago. His name was quite famous among the knights.

"I hear news from anyone." Alastair raised his shoulders.

"Well." yeah." Sir O'Leary. "And as he called me here, there must be something important, right, the future emperor?" he ended with a slanted smile.

"Your clan is disappearing more and more from the city center. Does that not worry you?"

"As long as their choices are so." He shrugged his shoulders. "Why not?"

"The problem is, almost everyone is starting to assume that you are extinct" Alastair said on target. "Aren't you worried that someday the witch clan might be judged strangely above your own residence, in Sormenia?"

Sir O'Leary was silent. Looks worried.

"Then, do you have a way out of this?"

Alastair nodded. "The plan is to build a city for you on the border of Brighton and Lancess. Rather than roam freely within the forest, it was better to have a place of its own."

Sir O'Leary. "How do you know if the witch clan lives in the forests?"

"You don't need to know where I know it." Alastair offered a parchment containing a city-making agreement to the witches as he said. "All you have to do is agree or not that this city was made."

The old man read the contents of the parchment carefully. Learning from his previous experience, he did not want to make any more wrong decisions. In the past, due to eating the sweet mouth of the late great-grandfather of King Izaikhel, the witch clan lived aside until now.

"I just want Sormenia to return to peace like it used to be, Sir," Alastair continued. "If I could, I would make this country better than the Sormenia you have in your memory."

"Well if it's good intentions, then I agree." Sir O'Leary affixed his official seal on the parchment of the treaty.

"It's good to know we have the same goal." Alastair kept the parchment. "Since only you know where the witches gather, I hope you don't mind telling them about our agreement."

"Oh yeah, when will the construction of the city be completed?"

"It has not yet begun because I have not yet ascended the throne. A month later, construction will begin. Targeted to be completed after six months of work."

Sir O'Leary looked amazed. "That short?"

Alastair nodded. "The sooner the better."

"Alright if that's what you want, Your Grace. We hope for you." Sir O'Leary stood up once Alastair did it first. "It seems like there's nothing more we need to discuss. Then I say goodbye. Previously, thank you for your concern for us."

Alastair replied with a small nod. "No need to worry, it should be."

"By the way, Your Grace. Congratulations on your marriage."

Alastair who initially just wanted to focus on a reading finally turned his head. "Yes, thank you."

"Do you want to know something shocking about the future empress?"

"What is it?"

The old man smiled mysteriously. "He's not the one you love."

Oh, so Sir O'Leary knows that the Crystal Lady isn't the real Odyssey?

But Alastair was not surprised considering the man in front of him was a witch.

Alastair nodded lightly. "I already know."

He looked wide-eyed, "B-how did you know. Aren't you a witch? After all, you haven't known that person before, ugly or pretty, how can you get married!"

"I've known him for the last few months. Whatever the original look, it's not a problem for me at all" Alastair replied, recalling his recent behavior. "I love her perfect soul, sir. Not just because of her beauty."

"Let me tell you. If the reason someone wants to marry a woman is only because of her beauty, really, the decision is very cheap" he said.

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Luz observed her body wrapped in a luxurious wedding dress with a tiered shape on each hand, plus white gloves that were only up to the wrist. Wearing crinoline to make her dress wider, Luz did not believe that she would return to feel what it was like to wear a wedding dress.

A little emergency approached. What if the old thing repeats itself? Didn't Manuel earlier also thwart his marriage right in the last seconds?

Without realizing it, Luz bit his lower lip. His hand squeezed out the flower stalk he planned to wear while walking on the altar.

Oh, speaking of who the guardian is, Luz can choose for himself. As a result, Ochonner will hold him while at the altar. Of course he would not choose Marquis Thompsville, someone who came just as a sycophant to make his image even better in front of people.

Luz did not want to take revenge. Just wasting his precious time. But if they dared to disturb his composure, Luz probably would not hesitate.

Like now, for example. Luz heard some commotion from the outside and decided to take a look. Incidentally, before he reached the entrance Rose had a grumbling face.

"Rose, what's wrong?"

"Marchioness Thompsville and Lady Athene want to barge in to see you, Milady" he said. "Thick as their faces. After throwing away, it was brave to come to the capital and visit here."

"Oh, are they coming?" Luz chuckles. As expected, surely his trash family tried to attend, showing themselves that it was from the family de Cera that the first empress Sormenia came from.

"How, Milady?"

"I want to entertain them, but unfortunately soon I'll be at the altar." Along with that, Ochonner came in. Wearing white clothes that further add to the aura of good looks. "Well, there it is. Ochonner has arrived. After all, it is not good if the guests wait for me for too long. You can tell the two of them to wait for me while .. stand up maybe? I hope they don't mind."

Waiting for someone to get married. Maybe the two men ended up standing at the door all day.

Rose nodded quickly. "Then I will say" he said, leaving Luz with Ochonner after he closed the door from the outside.

Ochonner noticed her sister's appearance. Sighs, then says, "How are you ready?"

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Jeng jeng jeng jeng~

It's a wedding. Relax, readers are invited by Alastair as well but do not forget to bring gifts in the form of mansions, gems, or the like yaak😆

Alastair nih, already want to ride pelaminan still had time-four work. Good thing not to miss the event, if it is not kasian Luz confused where the groom😭

Let's congratulate the couple Luz Alastair in the comments column. After 65 episodes, finally their ship successfully

^^^With love,^^^

^^^Luztair 😎^^^