A Fortune-telling Princess - Chapter 364

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Epilogue.
“Of course I should be the one to walk her down the aisle.”
“Of course? Shouldn’t that be my line? Don’t you know what a biological father means?”
“You’ve been watching dramas, haven’t you? Then you’d know this saying too: the love of those who raise you surpasses the love of those who gave birth to you. A biological father can’t throw a punch at a father who truly raised her with devotion.”
On a bright autumn day, with winter just around the corner.
“I’m sick of this. How much longer are you two going to fight? Why are you still arguing about this on the wedding day itself?”
Duke Jebillen watched Duke Sorpel and Duke Escra, who had been quarreling over the same topic for an hour now, with obvious exasperation.
“Don’t you know the ceremony starts soon?”
Today was the wedding day of the two children—Camilla and Arsian.
“Stop this and make a decision now.”
These two had been arguing about one thing ever since the wedding date was set: who would walk Camilla down the aisle to the altar.
“What about another way?”
At that moment, a quiet voice interjected into their quarrel—it was Duke Sefra.
“Another way?”
Duke Sorpel and Duke Escra turned to look at him simultaneously.
“If neither of you can compromise, perhaps having Sia’s father walk her down the aisle wouldn’t be so bad.”
“….”
“….”
A heavy silence fell over the Waiting Room.
“…Do we really have to send Camilla to that household?”
“…That’s exactly what I was thinking.”
Despite the deadly glint in both their eyes, Duke Sefra continued sipping his tea with an indifferent expression.
But Duke Sorpel and Duke Jebillen, his old friends, could tell. He was enjoying this moment far more than usual.
Click!
“What are you doing? You’re still arguing?”
Just then, the Waiting Room door opened and Camilla stepped inside.
“Why are you here instead of getting ready?”
“I came because I was worried you two would keep fighting.”
Rube had come asking me to stop the Dukes from quarreling!
“I’m just going to walk in with Arsian.”
“What?”
“What are you talking about? You should walk in with your father.”
At Camilla’s declaration, Duke Sorpel and Duke Escra’s eyes widened.
“But I can’t hold both of your hands and walk in at the same time, can I?”
“That’s….”
“…That works for me?”
At Camilla’s playful remark, both Dukes wore bewildered expressions instead.
“What do you mean it works?”
These two! Do they think a wedding is some kind of joke?
At Camilla’s reproachful gaze, Duke Sorpel and Duke Escra simultaneously wore dejected expressions.
Still, my daughter is getting married, and you’re going in alone?
‘Sigh.’
Seeing the two men looking utterly dejected, Camilla strode toward them.
Whoosh.
In an instant, both their eyes widened. Camilla stretched out her arms and embraced them both tightly at once.
“Don’t worry.”
She smiled softly, looking between Duke Sorpel and Duke Escra in turn.
“The fact that you’re both my fathers will never change.”
Camilla hugged them both once more, firmly.
“….”
“….”
Only then did faint smiles appear on the faces of Duke Sorpel and Duke Escra, who had been so downcast.
“Just enter with your stepfather instead….”
“You just shut up.”
* * *
“You seem more composed than I expected.”
“What do you mean?”
Ravi, who had arrived early at the wedding venue and taken his seat, looked at Ludvil at his words.
“I thought you’d oppose Camilla’s marriage until the very end.”
“….”
…That was true. When I heard the news of Camilla’s marriage to Arsian, my heart sank with a heavy thud.
‘…It felt like I was becoming alone again.’
But….
‘Brother, just because I’m getting married doesn’t mean I’m leaving your side.’
‘What?’
‘You’re just gaining another family member.’
‘….’
‘And that family will keep growing, won’t it?’
‘….’
‘I told you. Brother, I will absolutely… absolutely never leave you as an orphan.’
Those were the words Camilla came to tell me in the middle of the night, as if she had sensed my heart.
Holding me tight as I stood there dazed….
‘And I’ll make plenty of magical tools for my children too, right?’
‘…Absolutely not for free.’
In the end, I had no choice but to accept her marriage.
Because we understood each other’s loneliness better than anyone, how could I oppose it until the end when it meant gaining a family to ease that very loneliness?
Sigh.
“…What is it?”
“You seem all grown up now.”
“Pardon?”
Ravi, who had been lost in thought for a moment, looked at Ludvil with an exasperated expression as the latter gently patted his head.
“I’m not a child, you know.”
His words complained, yet Ravi made no move to avoid Ludvil’s touch.
* * *
The wedding had begun.
Though it was the wedding of the Sorpel Household’s young lady, the number of guests was modest.
Camilla had wanted an intimate ceremony with only those she truly held dear.
Of course, the guests themselves were hardly of humble station.
[Our young lady looks absolutely radiant.]
[Camilla was always a beauty, though.]
Butler Ghost Derin and Chef Ghost Perol.
[She’s actually going through with the marriage.]
[Do you think her temperament will soften after marriage?]
[I doubt it very much.]
Zeno and Amy.
[Goodness, goodness. Why choose this time for a wedding when spring brings blooming flowers and warm weather? Are they mad?]
[What’s wrong with autumn!]
[Summer would be lovely too… A wedding beneath the scorching sun would be magnificent, wouldn’t it?]
[It absolutely would not!!]
[Everyone, quiet down.]
[….]
[….]
[….]
The four Spirit Kings, Yongyong and her kin.
“Perhaps you should cease the game? The ceremony will begin shortly.”
“….”
Jainer, the leader of the Assassination Organization, sat in the guest section with a faint smile, while the dragon Armis paid him no mind, absorbed in their game.
“Ugh, is my sister really marrying that man?”
Click, click.
“Indeed. But Camilla truly is beautiful.”
Click, click-click.
“Right, right?”
Click!
“…Can’t you two stop taking pictures?”
“No way!!”
“Just ignore them. There’s no point in trying to stop them anyway.”
Laila and Elisha, unwilling to miss a single moment of Camilla’s day, kept their cameras raised.
Jewela and Petro watched the pair with tired expressions.
“Our Agency President must be so happy, yes?”
“She’d better be. Otherwise, I might get hit with a shoe again… haha.”
“Huh?”
“No, no.”
Dorman, watching the wedding from the farthest corner while keeping an eye on Jainer, and Meari, sitting beside him.
“….”
Reaper Habel, sitting behind Dorman as if barely present, flinched at the mention of shoes.
‘A rather amusing rumor has been circulating through the Reaper Society.’
‘What? What do you mean….’
‘A rumor spread that I’m a fan of Reapers through shoes.’
‘That’s… please calm down first, and perhaps we could resolve this through conversation….’
‘No, never mind. Let’s just get beaten first and settle it.’
‘Don’t hit Dorman. I’ll take the beating instead.’
‘Yeah, I was planning to beat you too anyway.’
‘…!’
“….”
The spot where I got hit back then still aches….
[I can scatter flowers too. Give me flowers!]
“Bird, those are mine. Rio and Daive are the flower scatterers.”
[I can do it too!]
“Fine. Here, you scatter this much.”
[Yes, yes! Give it, give it! I want to scatter flowers too!]
[Squawk….]
[….]
Zetti, who had snatched some of the flowers that Rio and Daive were holding and was delighted, and King and Luna, watching him with disdain.
“Ha, is that guy really playing the piano himself?”
“Leave him be. He wants to do it.”
“Are we really sending Camilla to that household?”
Duke Sorpel, Duke Jebillen, and Duke Escra, looking bewildered as they watched Duke Sefra take a seat at the piano to play the wedding march.
And finally….
“Shall we go?”
“Yes.”
Camilla and Arsian, hand in hand, slowly entered the wedding venue.
Ahead of them, Rio and Daive, dressed in pristine white formal attire, led the way with baskets of flowers.
[Me too, me too!]
Zetti flew above the two, scattering flowers.
[Squawk!]
[….]
And behind Camilla and Arsian, King and Luna followed, as if protecting them.
The two walked forward amid the blessings of countless guests.
Camilla gazed at Arsian. He, too, was looking at her with tender eyes.
They both understood that this was not an ending, but a new beginning.
A faint smile played simultaneously at the corners of both their mouths as they walked forward together.
Extra Chapter: “The Duke’s Daughter Who Reads Fortunes” — Complete

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