Shouldn’t the groom arrive first? It’s courteous! The wedding day is for the bride, but he has no manners. No manners! He’s out before we even start.

By the way, is this all I need to do?

I felt exhausted from various tensions—an unfamiliar body, unfamiliar environment, and the most unfamiliar wedding.

Moreover, the wedding dress I wore for the first time was so tight that I could barely breathe, and the veil flew with every gust of wind, tickling my face.

It’s been several minutes already. Let me see that precious face of the discourteous divorced Emperor.

Since physiognomy is a science, I should be able to roughly estimate what kind of person he is by looking at his face.

However, contrary to my curiosity, I later learned that in the Oneroad Empire, the bride and groom’s faces remain covered by veils until the end of the wedding ceremony.

This meant that the imperial couple could only see each other’s faces at the ball.

Just then, I began to see the Emperor’s knights approaching from a distance.

“His Majesty the Emperor approaches.”

Following the Emperor in his wedding attire were his secretarial staff dressed formally according to protocol, and the imperial guard in their official uniforms—at least 100 people followed behind.

Surprised by the size of the Emperor’s entourage, I flinched, and momentarily dozed off when I saw the real swords they carried.

What, what is this? Why are they coming with all those things hanging? This feels less like a wedding and more like they’re coming to capture me……

But…… what’s this?

Though the Emperor’s face was also covered with a veil, a true handsome man cannot be hidden by a veil!

Through the tiny gaps in the veil, the aura of a handsome, attractive man wafted out, making me more curious about his face.

The Emperor’s guards then walked forward and began to line up on both sides of the temple door.

I took advantage of the distraction created by people bustling about to observe him.

The sunlight shone behind him at a perfect timing, creating a halo-like effect that produced an enchanting atmosphere.

His thick black hair reflected the sun, sparkling brightly.

Oh! My goodness!

I barely managed to stop myself from exclaiming out loud, then resumed observing him.

His height seemed to be about 186? Or 188? He has a small head—does that make him look taller?

My gaze scrutinized him intensely, trying to penetrate the veil covering his face, but when I could see no more, I lowered my eyes.

Those are shoulders that have exercised. And they’re very broad.

He had a firm, inverted triangular upper body perfect for being embraced.

Looking at his body, my mood improved without me realizing it, and the corners of my lips slightly turned up.

Moreover, he had no fat on his stomach. Wearing a ceremonial outfit that clung to his body……

Absolutely amazing.

When the Emperor’s secretarial staff also completed their formation on both sides, the knights began to draw their swords to create a path for the bride and groom to enter.

Fortunately, since the formation wasn’t complete yet, I lowered my gaze to his legs.

How can legs be so abnormally long! Making everyone around feel inferior!

Won’t I look like a complete squid standing next to him?

While I was worrying about such trivial matters, he moved toward the completed formation, followed by Viscount Catano carrying an ornate jewel box.

He might even be younger than me at this rate……

My mood improved and my tension disappeared while fully appreciating the Emperor.

His feeling, aura, presence—all these things definitely suggested he was handsome, and I even trembled slightly with anticipation imagining his face when the veil would be lifted.

Completely excited by his perfect physique, I didn’t notice that all eyes were on me……

Then I heard Madam Peggy’s quiet voice.

“Your Majesty the empress.”

Only then did I come to my senses and hurriedly moved to the Emperor’s side.

I thought I heard a faint snicker from the Emperor’s direction, but with the veil covering him, I couldn’t tell if I really heard it or if it was my imagination.

When he moved to enter the temple, the secretarial staff lined up on both sides knelt on one knee and gave formal greetings.

Though startled by the sudden greeting, I hurriedly followed him.

His Majesty the Emperor with the good physique had such large strides that I had no time to receive greetings while trying not to lose him.

When we reached the front of the temple after passing through the path created by the secretaries and knights, two young priests waiting at the door opened both sides.

* * *

Upon entering the temple, we received blessings for love, health, and the country from three priests, drank wine, and moved before the high priest.

After the high priest’s blessing prayer, we made our marriage vows.

“I, Charte Diomote, swear before the god of the Oneroad Empire a beautiful and faithful marriage vow with Leila Whyman.”

“I, Leila Whyman, swear before the god of the Oneroad Empire a beautiful and faithful marriage vow with Charte Diomote.”

After completing the marriage vows, a young priest wearing a blue cloak entered carrying the ornate jewel box that Viscount Catano had been holding on a silver tray.

A young priest in a red cloak followed behind.

When the priest in the blue cloak stopped in front of Charte, the priest in the red cloak approached and opened the jewel box lid.

Inside were two large, dazzlingly bright diamond rings.

Charte took out a ring first and put it on my finger.

I also took out a ring and put it on Charte’s finger, following his lead.

“I declare Emperor Charte Diomote and empress Leila Whyman husband and wife.”

When the high priest finished speaking, the sound of trumpets was heard from outside the temple.

So many people were blowing them that my ears inside the temple became numb.

This sound was the way to announce to all people of the Oneroad Empire that the imperial couple’s wedding had successfully concluded.

The trumpet sound brought relief to Nathan Whyman, despair to Ivester Pahorder, and joy and happiness to all nobles, commoners, and slaves of the Oneroad Empire.

Hoping that the new empress would be a good person……

After the wedding ended, I thought I would finally see his face, but Charte disappeared like the wind with his escort immediately after leaving the temple, without even giving me a glance.

No, how can such a thing happen!

Even though we’re meeting for the first time, we’re married now—shouldn’t he at least show his face and say hello, wishing us well together!

Can’t he see me? Do I have no presence?

That’s absolutely zero social skills! He has no manners at all.

While I was expressing my great anger only inwardly, I heard Madam Peggy’s voice.

“Your Majesty the empress, I sincerely congratulate you and will serve you with all my heart from now on. I will escort you to the empress’s palace.”

* * *

The highlight of the Oneroad Empire’s royal wedding, which only I didn’t know about here, was the ball.

This ball was truly one of the greatest, one that all nobles of the Oneroad Empire had to attend, including even those who rarely appeared in social circles.

Moreover, there was a tradition that dancing should not stop for the happiness of the imperial family, so many people enjoyed dancing for a long time.

Therefore, this ball was not only an opportunity for young men and women of the Oneroad Empire to see everyone’s faces but also an event where the probability of falling in love was high due to the endless contact while dancing.

Jokingly, there was even a saying that the more couples formed at the wedding celebration ball, the happier the imperial couple would be.

Is this the end? I wanted it to end, but now that it has, I feel a bit empty.

Not knowing the wedding procedure, I followed Madam Peggy with a disappointed face.

“This is the palace where Your Majesty the empress will stay from now on.”

Unlike the majestic castle, the empress’s palace was full of delicate charm.

I admired the perfect landscaping—a beautiful garden with colorful flowers and green trees in harmony, fountains adorned with prominent statues, and even a mini hall built of marble.

While I was blankly looking at the garden, absorbed in its beauty, Madam Peggy urged me.

“We must hurry, Your Majesty the empress.”

Not knowing why, I quickly moved to follow the hurrying Madam Peggy.

Upon entering the castle, over 100 maids and servants were lined up waiting.

Among them, the head servant, a dignified elderly man, knelt on one knee and greeted me.

“I pay my respects to Your Majesty the empress. I am Charles Dalton. It is an honor to serve you.”

Then the maids behind him spread their skirts and slightly bent their knees, while the male servants knelt on one knee to greet me.

“Thank you. I look forward to working with you all.”

Though dazed from receiving such a large-scale greeting for the first time, I expressed my gratitude. Then I followed Madam Peggy to a room at the end of the second floor.

Judging from the abundance of dresses, shoes, accessories, and more, it was clearly a dressing room.

Why here? What am I supposed to do?

I just stood there, not knowing what to do.

Then Madam Peggy gestured to the maids who followed, and twenty maids stood in front of their respective items.

“I’m not sure if you’ll like them. We did our best to prepare, but please let me know if anything is lacking.”

It seems like I couldn’t wear everything here in a lifetime……

Though unfamiliar, I did feel enchanted looking at the splendid dresses.

“These are the maids in charge of Your Majesty the empress’s adornment. We will make Your Majesty the most beautiful at today’s ball.”

When Madam Peggy’s gaze turned to the maids, they approached with eyes burning with determination.

“No one except Your Majesty the empress may wear white bride’s clothing. You will be the most beautiful and shine the brightest today.”

After enduring a war that lasted more than three hours, everything about me had changed.

Since only the empress could wear pure white dress at the imperial wedding ball, my current appearance was that of a perfect empress—pure, fresh, innocent, clear dignity with subtle splendor.

The maids admired my beautiful appearance, or more precisely, Leila’s.

And in fact, I too admired Leila’s amazing beauty, but her face was somewhat peculiar.

She clearly resembled me, but why did she seem much prettier? Was it because of her different hair and eye color?

A face that looked almost identical but was much prettier.

Flawless white skin, silver hair that shone like moonlight, light golden eyes, a perfect nose, and red lips.

Perfect looks with nothing lacking.

With similar features, why was there such a difference in completion?

If I had been born as the only daughter of a duke’s family instead of a Korean dirt spoon, I might have been as beautiful and delicate as Leila, without being worn down by life……

I felt once again how frightening stress can be.

“You are so beautiful, Your Majesty the empress. Let’s go now.”

Following Madam Peggy to the ballroom, I once again waited for Emperor Charte.

This person never comes first. He has a severe prince disease.

Ah! Should I call it emperor disease? Making such a beauty wait—he’s got some nerve!

While I was cursing in various ways, I heard murmuring from the far end of the corridor, and the Emperor’s guards appeared.

Then Emperor Charte entered my sight, wearing the wedding ball attire—the imperial symbol of deep blue background with a mandarin collar, gold buttons, and red accents at the hems.

Seeing Emperor Charte’s face for the first time, my mouth fell open and I was filled with joy.

“Wow!”