‘It’s okay. That position originally belongs to Satin. If your marriage gets ruined because of me, I wouldn’t be able to face her. I know my place well. Even if I play a princess on a grand stage, in reality, I’m just a commoner. I know which positions I can and cannot covet. Don’t apologize to me. Just saving me from that man makes you my savior.’

‘Delilah…’

‘Just don’t abandon me. That’s all I want.’

Delilah’s whispers were soft and pitiful, melting his heart. Gjorn looked down at Delilah, who clung to him.

Their eyes communicated quickly. Delilah lifted her head and kissed him again. He learned the sweetness of kissing through Delilah. He had never shared such tender moments with Satin.

Despite appearing to live a brilliant life, Delilah was actually in a very precarious position. She had no solid family support like Satin, and although she was famous now, popularity was inherently fleeting. If even Gjorn lets go, she would truly have nowhere to go.

Gjorn opened his lips and clumsily moved his tongue. Delilah whispered, her fingers entwined in his hair.

‘Relax your lips and stay still.’

She skillfully guided Gjorn into a new world.

A moan escaped him. Even as his mind grew hazy, Gjorn clung tightly to Delilah. He couldn’t let go of this sensation. He promised himself he would never abandon her. He decided to be with her for life.

But he couldn’t refuse the fate determined long ago. He was pushed onto the wedding aisle. The bride, Satin, also looked like she was dragged to the wedding with a deathly expression.

Neither the groom nor the bride wanted this marriage, but it was too late to cancel. Both sets of parents had forced their children before the cardinal, and the guests had gathered to witness the new couple.

It was a veritable bed of nails. The guests’ eyes burned into Gjorn, making him uncomfortable beyond words. He wanted to end this wedding as quickly as possible.

But then.

‘I can’t do this marriage.’

After the slap, Satin had dealt a final blow to Gjorn’s pride. Her declaration left no one in doubt that Delilah and Gjorn were involved.

His vision went black.

But then, again.

‘She cannot go through with this marriage. It violates the sacred marriage vow to marry another man while loving someone else.’

Rublier extended a hand of salvation.

Gjorn knew better than anyone that Satin and Rublier weren’t lovers. Whenever Rublier appeared, Satin would immediately put on a stern face. In fact, Gjorn was closer to Rublier. He assumed Rublier was helping him as a friend to wrap up this mess appropriately.

It didn’t matter what the reason was. All he wanted now was for this chaotic wedding to be sorted out as quickly as possible.

Satin glanced at her parents and Gjorn’s parents.

Both sets of parents, who had been stunned by the situation, began to recover their composure as they processed the developments.

Especially Satin’s parents, whose faces were now glowing with relief.

The marriage had already been ruined. But instead of a failed son-in-law, a peacock named Rublier Ka Dillon had flown in. The alliance with Sel Wio was gone. In this situation, welcoming Ka Dillon with open arms was a change in strategy.

The Sel Wio family felt the same. Even if Satin changed her mind and became their daughter-in-law, they wouldn’t see her favorably after she humiliated their son. But Rublier had provided an excuse that both Satin and Gjorn had separate lovers, allowing them to save face in front of the guests. However, that was the extent of it.

Even if this marriage fell through, Gjorn could never bring Delilah in as his wife. Watching Del Mare and Ka Dillon form an alliance, they couldn’t bear to accept a penniless Delilah as their daughter-in-law.

With Rublier representing the Ka Dillon family, there was no one to object to this sudden marriage.

The cardinal was relieved to have successfully conducted a wedding, and the guests, who had no stake in the power struggle between families, found the series of events entertaining beyond measure. They were on the verge of laughing out loud at the unprecedented spectacle.

Satin, who had been on the verge of becoming a tragic heroine and a disgrace to her family, managed to maintain her honor while boldly declaring a breakup with her unfaithful fiancé.

It was a happy ending for everyone.

Except for one condition: Satin had to marry Rublier.

“Satin Del Mare. Will you marry me?”

Rublier proposed again. The unspoken pressure to accept was immense, weighing heavily on Satin.

What should I do? What now?

Satin glanced at her parents, wanting to refuse, and flinched. Their eyes glinted like daggers, clearly indicating that they wouldn’t tolerate her rejecting Rublier’s proposal.

But does this make any sense?
Is such a marriage even possible?

She couldn’t bring herself to speak. Satin hesitated, unable to do anything. At that moment, she caught Gjorn’s glance.

She remembered. Just a moment ago, he had been exchanging tender emotions with Delilah while listening to the cardinal’s blessing. They had looked at each other with such pity and concern, with Satin caught in the middle.

Alright, get a grip. Think carefully about how to best get revenge on Gjorn Sel Wio.

As her mind cleared, the anger she had pushed aside began to resurface.

It was unfair to bear the aftermath of the broken engagement alone. Satin reached out. With trembling hands, she accepted the bouquet.

“I accept.”

Half of it was out of spite, and the other half was a sense of responsibility for the aftermath. From proposal to marriage, it was an unprecedentedly swift process.

Is it just my imagination, or does it feel like I’m picking up a worse man while trying to throw out the trash…?

“Gjorn. The expenses incurred by the Sel Wio family for this wedding will be compensated by Ka Dillon.”

Rublier whispered into Gjorn’s ear. Gjorn nodded, still dazed.

“Th-thank you…”

“You’re welcome.”

Rublier patted Gjorn’s shoulder.

“One day, you’ll repay this favor.”

When Gjorn, feeling a strange mix of emotions, turned back to look at Rublier, he was already escorting Satin with his hand extended.

Finally, Satin stood beside Rublier, facing the cardinal.

Although it was a sudden position, the Holy Knights’ uniform was so splendid that it rivaled Gjorn’s formal attire, making it suitable for a wedding.

“Rublier Ka Dillon. Do you stand here of your own free will?”

Rublier answered.

“Yes.”

“Rublier Ka Dillon. Will you respect and love your only wife for the rest of your life?”

“Yes.”

Both answers were clear and concise. This time, the cardinal looked at Satin.

“Satin Del Mare. Do you stand here of your own free will?”

The same question as before, but directed at a different person.

“…Yes.”

“Satin Del Mare. Will you respect and love your only husband for the rest of your life?”

“……”

Satin suppressed a sigh.

“…Yes.”

Her answer, devoid of spirit, came out blankly. The cardinal, who had been momentarily tense due to Satin’s delayed response, finally relaxed at the completion of the wedding.

“In the name of God, I bless this marriage.”

The marriage was declared. It was the union of Satin and Rublier.

With a distant look on her face, Satin placed her hand on Rublier’s arm and slowly walked down the wedding aisle.

Even if this was the best way to handle the situation, what kind of mess is this?

The groom had changed from when she entered to when she exited. Moreover, her husband was now Rublier, the Paladin of the Holy Knights. The impact would be incomparable to Gjorn’s duel. Satin resolved not to visit theaters or salons for a while.

It was truly a disastrous wedding.