My Husband Is Not the Magic Tower Master - Chapter 64
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Chapter 64
The long-awaited State Wedding Ceremony dawned at last.
The Crown Prince’s State Wedding was to be a small, strictly private ceremony held within the Royal Palace.
‘In the novel, a grand national festival was thrown for Elline’s sake.’
But the original story had twisted slightly—just as Elline and I had become close friends.
My Political Marriage to Lucas was scheduled to proceed unofficially, by the Crown Prince’s direct request alone.
So it was that hint I’d dropped to Lucas, returning the bouquet just days ago—that was the catalyst, wasn’t it?
That very night, Elline received his proposal far sooner than expected.
Yet Lucas’s proposal confession didn’t introduce any major complications to my marriage with him.
I’d donned the Wedding Dress I’d selected beforehand without incident, and picked up the lush Bouquet of fresh flowers with composure.
The guest seats were all filled; all that remained was for me to make my entrance smoothly.
‘Though, to be honest, there is one regret…’
Unlike the bustling spectacle I’d anticipated, this venue within the Royal Palace had summoned only the highest nobility of high society.
Missing out on the kind of grand national humiliation the original story promised was purely disappointing.
But if there was any consolation, it was that the ceremony would take place outdoors, with an unobstructed view of the Castle Walls below.
Officially it was private, yet the preparations had stirred such activity within the palace that a fair crowd had gathered outside.
‘With any luck, I’ll still get to witness my Broken Engagement.’
I’d have to settle for this much.
I quietly smacked my lips and fixed a mechanical smile in place.
“Your Highness, are you ready to make your entrance?”
“…Yes.”
The palace handmaids were already touching up my appearance as a final matter, just before my solo entrance as the bride.
I stood before the waiting area with its thin screen, fidgeting with the Bouquet.
‘Even with only the highest nobles attending… quite a few have gathered.’
Through the gap in the screen, swayed by the breeze, I caught sight of Elline’s face waving cheerfully at me.
She was sitting some distance from the dais, yet she wore such a radiant smile—genuinely celebrating this wedding.
It was then that a wave of nervousness suddenly seized me, and I swallowed hard.
The ceremony setup was flawless.
Even the smallest pillars were adorned with flowers in every hue, and the entire space—including the guest seating—was decorated with the finest ornaments befitting the palace.
A rainbow conjured by Magic, and the air temperature carefully regulated to a pleasant warmth.
Within this setting, people exchanged various conversations while awaiting the groom and bride’s entrance.
From somewhere near the bride’s waiting area, I heard a familiar sound—soft weeping.
As I stepped forward slowly, I could see my father burying his face in a handkerchief, tears streaming down his cheeks.
“Hmph—”
My mother patted his back soothingly, her own expression quite the opposite—deeply satisfied.
…They looked far too happy.
I had barely registered my confusion when I reached the dais, basking in the leisurely applause from those around me.
“What did he say—”
“Then that means—”
The officiant and what appeared to be a palace aide exchanged rapid whispers before hurriedly stepping down from the dais.
Shortly after, they announced the formal commencement of the ceremony.
I left the bustling atmosphere of the venue behind and waited quietly for the master of ceremonies to speak.
“Next, we have the groom’s entrance.”
This novel is ending now, after all.
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A world I suddenly opened my eyes to one day.
The finale of the novel was drawing near.
Today was the day the original work’s male protagonist would marry me.
Ah, and by the way.
I was the groom’s bride, but my role here was purely that of a supporting player.
During the wedding procession, the male protagonist Lucas would turn back the way he came and make a surprise proposal to the female protagonist Elline, who was seated in the guest area!
“Sigh.”
I drew in a fresh breath.
How long I’d been waiting for this moment.
“Perfect weather for it, really.”
Though the weather was conjured by Magic.
The blue sky and dazzling sunlight nearly brought tears to my eyes.
‘It took over six years just to reach this moment.’
At last, I was ready to say goodbye.
My wretched wedding was on the verge of complete and utter collapse.
I had just finished my entrance as the male lead’s bride.
Now only one thing remained.
The moment Lucas entered, I would exit.
‘Lucas—is he walking down the aisle properly?’
Because of the Veil covering my face, my vision was hazy and indistinct.
After the officiant’s words, I stood waiting for him obediently to the faint click of footsteps.
‘He’s coming, it seems.’
Yes, come on, male lead.
Hurry and realize your true love for the female lead, then turn around and go enjoy your love-struck escape.
‘Did I happen to bring that Diamond Ring I picked out and put on her?’
Of course, it was a ring we’d chosen together at a jeweler’s during the matchmaking meeting that had somehow connected us, but I made sure it matched Elline’s taste entirely.
A hexagonal flower-shaped Diamond Ring carved with exquisite beauty.
It was the finest dowry imaginable—worth more than several luxury estates.
I wanted my friend, who had endured such long poverty, to be as happy and wealthy as possible.
At the same time, perhaps I wanted to ease the stale guilt I’d carried for so long toward her.
‘Congratulations, Elline.’
This feeling of mine was genuine.
Cinderella, who had to part with the prince because of their station, gets to be happy again, and I get to be thoroughly humiliated. A fitting ending.
It’s all right, love.
‘I do love a happy ending.’
Whether reading novels, watching dramas, or seeing plays and films anywhere, my taste had always been for a tightly wrapped happy ending.
An ancient and glorious Count’s house? I’d never wanted that in the first place.
‘It’s regrettable, but I’ll take care of my parents.’
A fiancé of royal blood with such extraordinary beauty as to rival a courtesan’s charm?
‘No, truly, I decline.’
Personally, I dislike blonde hair. Perhaps because Korean blood flows through my soul, I’m drawn to and prefer dark hair, just as in my previous life.
Besides, I’d always kept something firmly in mind.
What is won easily in a day crumbles just as easily.
I’d made myself a promise each time.
When the original story ends, I’ll leave this place far behind and live freely.
“The groom—”
Just seconds before, I’d thought exactly that.
“The groom—”
The officiant announced with confidence.
“His Highness the Grand Duke of Delphinia enters!”
“What?”
It seemed I’d failed spectacularly.
‘…What’s happening?’
Something had gone terribly wrong.
I blinked hard against the Veil that stabbed my eyes.
Then I stared in bewilderment at the man walking toward me with unhurried grace.
‘…Who is this person?’
One thing was certain: this man was not Lucas.
I stood frozen as if time had stopped, muttering to myself.
Grand Duke of Delphinia?
As far as I knew, there was no Grand Duke title in the Delphinia Kingdom?
‘What is this.’
What kind of absurd situation had suddenly erupted.
Faced with this impossible spectacle, my mind went blank in an instant.
But when I hastily lifted the Veil and our eyes met, I understood.
“Wait—”
Why is his hair black?
And what about the color of his eyes?
His hair, which should have been golden, was instead charcoal black, and his eyes were not blue but the color of a sea of blood.
And that expression—nothing like a puppy’s, but sharp as a wild wolf—
Without thinking, I stopped in my tracks as I drew closer to the man.
There was only one face that overlapped with his.
‘Oh.’
And then it struck me.
“Carlo? Carlo?!”
The groom had been switched on the wedding day itself.
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