Sleeping Beauty Wants The Throne
66. The Expected End

"Emperor Alastair Ephraim la Empyrean, will you share your life with Brietta Odyssey de Cera, promise to be a one-time spouse, always present in times of joy and sorrow, and faithful to each other until death separates?"

The atmosphere was silent, everyone was waiting for Alastair's answer to the temple leader's question.

"I'm willing."

The head of the temple turned again towards Luz. "Crystal Lady, Brietta Odyssey de Cera, are willing to share your life with Emperor Alastair Ephraim la Empyrean, promised to be a spouse after a lifetime, always there in times of joy and sorrow, and be faithful until death do you part?"

"Available."

"Now you are both officially a married couple."

After the leader said this, boisterous coming from outside was heard all the way to the palace hall. The people greeted the emperor and their first empress with joy, happy cries could not be contained by some people who were carried away.

Alastair fused their lips together, bringing Luz flying in for a while until the girl regained consciousness and withdrew. Don't forget, his face will always be flushed if Alastair does so.

Alastair chuckled, "Why, are you still ashamed, my wife?"

Luz shook his head, looking in contrast to his red-hued face. "It's in public, Alastair!"

"I just want to show the world that we're really the happiest couple." Alastair pulls Luz into his arms, gently stroking Luz's white mane affectionately. "More times, I'll teach you how to not be shy again."

"Oh yes, isn't that often timid of you, His Majesty the Emperor?"

"I don't know. When have I ever been shy?"

"If you forget, I'll remind you. Back when I was holding your hand, wasn't it your fault" Luz replied fiercely.

"That was."

"Now?"

"That shame has been replaced with another taste."

"Wow, what's that taste?"

"Feel love," Alastair replied lightly with a smile that fluffed on his lips. Luz who saw him again blushed. Coupled with her bridal outfit, Alastair looks increasingly .. er—.

"Ekhem."

Feeling disturbed, the two of them turned their heads towards the temple leader who was beating awkwardly. Feel like a mosquito repellent between a couple of newlyweds.

"The people are waiting for you, Your Majesty."

"Ah, right. I forgot," replied Alastair and smiled gently. "Blame this queen. Who told her to be so pretty that I forgot the core part of the show?"

"Grand—."

Hearing Luz who wanted to be angry but mispronounced his title, it made Alastair again singled out an amused smile. "Emperor, baby. Call me emperor. Or do you want to call me baby? No problem, it's highly recommended."

Luz is getting the wrong way. "That's-that's it. People are waiting for you."

Alastair again chuckled as a result of the answer Luz gave. He turned around, rustling a pure silk robe decorated with gold fiber embroidery patterned on a dragon swerving it looked very majestic. On his head, Alastair wears a crown of grandeur carved intricately. The first emperor's crown. Forged specifically, it used materials that included all the superior produce of Sormenia as symbolic that the Emperor would be fair and equitable to all the people.

"All my people, now our country is free from the tyranny of the barbarians. As we know, since the first Sormenia always shut themselves from the outside world, as a result many of us are still short of work. Therefore, the Lancess port will be built massively followed by the opening of a new port in all cardinal directions. The road from Sormenia to the next kingdom will also be built as soon as possible. It is estimated that in the next five years Sormenia will be even more successful!"

Or was Alastair more critical than King Izaikhel?

"Wait a minute, let's celebrate this big day!"

After the speech was delivered, the party was held crowded. Guests from outside the kingdom seemed to enjoy all the things shown, from the unique ornaments of the Sormenia palace to their signature food. Not a few who choose to stay longer for the next few days. After all, it would be very profitable to successfully ally with them, given Sormenia who managed to defeat Authrine.

Sormenia's military isn't kidding. There is absolutely no match.

"Reply to His Majesty the new Emperor and Empress!"

Not only in the palace, in the streets were clanging with wine with low levels lowered for people who want to drink. Sweets, sweets, even lunch are served directly from the palace. All the shops are closed, so enjoy happy days like this that rarely comes twice.

Lady Clausie, the concubine of the accused King Izaikhel, has now been released. The woman is seen sitting in one of the pavilions, chatting lightly with Lady Esme Whitney who always brings cheer and her best friend, Lady Deborah Carter.

Speaking of how they got close, it turns out Lady Clausie's mother used to be Esme's nanny when she was a child. With the topic of the nanny aunt, of course Esme couldn't stop talking enthusiastically until they could get as close as now.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. May your marriage be blessed by God."

Luz smiled happily, "Ochner!"

"There are a few things I want to tell you" Alastair said, patting Ochonner on the shoulder. "Sister-in-law."

Ochonner replied with a forced smile. Geez, not being a superior, now even doubles up to be a sister-in-law. What a pity his fate. In the future, Alastair must be more and more happy to see himself difficult.

"No need to rush." Ochonner slowly lowered Alastair's hand which was perched sweetly on his shoulder. "You just got married. Have a little fun, at least for today. I also feel sorry for Her Majesty the Empress if you again leave her alone."

Hearing Ochonner's rant, Luz spontaneously glared. Can he pull the lips of his original twin talk forward a few inches?!

"Ah, yes. Sister-in-law's advice is correct." Alastair glanced at Luz, "Omong-by the way, my consort. Are you tired already? What if we go to the room?"

Luz wants—ralat. Desperate to shout in front of these two lunatics in front of him. But what power, they are standing before the public. It is unlikely that Luz did so and damaged her reputation as the first empress right on the wedding day.

Patience. Breathe in, throw it away slowly. Luz has to be patient.

But if Luz looked embarrassed, he would lose this mental war. Therefore, rather than returning to his hue, he should be able to fight back.

"Come, Your Majesty. I'm tired too. We better go straight to the room," challenged Luz who was greeted with a meaningful grin from her husband.

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...END...

Uh, dengga, joking. Not finished yet calm down aj🤣

How, Luztair want to be made happy ending or vice versa? But for the author, if you want a happy ending, it is certainly not that easy. Oh, one more. Just an announcement, AUTHOR ENGGA WILL WRITE A POST-WEDDING M4TURE SCENE AND SO ON. This also applies to my other works, not just in SBWTT. Wh why? Many factors and moreover, the intention I write here is to comfort you who are tired, tired, and tired of the reality of life. Uhuk.

Not to profit from displaying adult scenes to attract readers or anything else. If you want to find the mass scene, do not run here. Won't meet. If there is, it is even the most limited kiss, no more.

Most of all I'm worried, leaked on reading. Their holy mind suddenly littered by my writing😥

That's all I want to say. Not to offend any party or feel holy, this writing really comes from the bottom of the author's heart.

Please understand, my readers. See you next episode😎