The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 172

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The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers Episode 172

Eve Russel wailed miserably.

“What, what is this…!”

Radis, who came running after hearing his scream, was at a loss for words.

Eve’s hair had all turned curly and frizzy like sheep’s wool.

“My goodness. Why is your hair like this?”

“I don’t know. Suddenly… Ah!”

Eve pointed to a medicine bottle placed on the vanity.

“I, I applied that and went to sleep!”

Radis picked up the medicine bottle and smelled it. It had a fragrant scent but something artificial about it.

She dabbed a little and applied it lightly to the inside of her arm.

The applied area immediately became hot.

Radis wiped off the cream and said.

“I don’t know what it is, but it seems like quite a strong medicine. First, go wash your hair.”

“My, my hair…”

A moment later, seeing Eve return after washing his hair, Radis couldn’t find any words of comfort.

She touched Eve’s hair, which was trying to clump together like candle wax, and said.

“Let’s cut it.”

“Sob, no…!”

“This can only be cut. It’s beyond recovery.”

“How, how much do we have to cut?”

Radis said while trying to straighten the curly hair.

“I’ll try to save as much as possible. But it’s really going to be very short.”

“My, my bangs…”

“There’s no choice. If we leave it, it’ll all become one clump and we’ll have to shave it all off. You might become bald.”

Eve’s face turned pale.

Realizing this wasn’t the time to be stubborn, he obediently put a sheet around his neck and sat in front of the mirror.

Behind him, Radis approached with scissors.

Seeing the scissors’ blades approaching while emitting an excessively cold light, Eve was terrified.

“Wa, wait.”

“Yes.”

“Ra, Radis, are you good at cutting hair?”

At his trembling voice, Radis smiled slightly.

The Grand Shrine where the Emperor’s wedding was being held was packed with guests who had flocked from inside and outside the Empire.

A man appeared there.

He cut through the crowd and headed toward the waiting room for the Emperor and Empress.

And rudely, even before the attendant could announce him, he threw open the door and shouted.

“Your Majesty, isn’t this going too far!”

The people in the waiting room widened their eyes and looked at him. Then they gasped loudly.

They were surprised not only because his appearance was so sudden, but also because the person who appeared was a serious handsome man.

He had black hair, rare to see in the capital, and his face was composed of sharp yet delicate lines like a marble sculpture carefully crafted by an artisan in one stroke.

His skin was spotlessly white like the most expensive snow-white plaster, and his lips were red like rose petals.

His coolly revealed ears were like works of art, and from his manly prominent nose to his pure white forehead and noble jawline, there wasn’t a single thing that wasn’t beautiful.

Among them, what caught the most attention were the golden eyes blazing under long black eyelashes.

The people in the waiting room thought simultaneously.

‘So handsome…!’

And soon they had doubts.

‘But who…?’

What solved their question was surprisingly Emperor Olivier.

Olivier, who was wearing ceremonial clothes for the wedding with both arms spread, glared at him with cold eyes and said.

“I don’t recall telling you to come in. What utterly rude behavior, Eve Russel.”

It was the greatest plot twist since the founding of the nation.

Eve Russel, who always covered his face darkly with bangs and had only rumors circulating about having scales on his face or having three eyes, was such a shocking handsome man.

While everyone was in a state of panic, the plot-twist handsome man Eve Russel walked steadily toward Olivier.

He pointed to his neatly cut hair and said.

“Tell me. Why did you do this to me?”

A miracle happened at Eve Russel’s words.

Emperor Olivier, who had never shown emotions in front of others at any moment, frowned.

Olivier opened his mouth.

“…You should have just gone bald.”

At that moment, Radis and Elizabeth, who had followed Eve into the waiting room, witnessed Emperor Olivier’s cheeks puffing up like a child’s.

“Why did I do it? Because I don’t like you!”

Olivier’s direct emotional expression, having never shown emotions in front of others, was truly immature like a child.

But Eve Russel was no less childish.

“Your Majesty the Emperor, how is it that our hearts match so well? Actually, I’ve disliked Your Majesty from the beginning!”

He said arrogantly.

“Completely ignoring people’s sincerity and all!”

Olivier, who had been puffing up with anger and tightly closing his rose-colored lips, glared at Eve Russel with cold eyes and said.

“You disliked me from the beginning? Actually, I disliked you even before meeting you.”

“Oh, is that so? To be honest, I’ve disliked Your Majesty since before I was born!”

“I, I…!”

Radis and Elizabeth looked at each other and nodded. Then they ran over and separated the two.

It was a small incident before the wedding.

Although there was a small mishap before the ceremony, the wedding of Emperor Olivier and Empress Elizabeth was perfect.

As if to show off their deep affection that had continued since childhood, they came out holding hands together from the waiting room.

Emperor Olivier wore ceremonial clothes of white velvet embroidered with blue peacocks, the symbol of House of Arpend, while Empress Elizabeth wore a pure white wedding dress decorated with diamonds and pearls with a veil draped over her head.

Behind the Empress followed the imperial princesses who served as bridesmaids, along with the most prestigious noble ladies of the capital, and at the very front of them stood Lord Gloria, who was beloved throughout the Empire as a hero of national salvation, wearing a red uniform.

And behind Emperor Olivier stood two men as beautiful as flowers.

One of them was Gabriel Arpend, the Emperor’s brother, but the other was an unfamiliar face.

As if standing in front of the public was terrible for him, he kept lowering his head, but Emperor Olivier and Lord Gloria took turns hitting his arm to make him look forward.

Throughout the solemn ceremony, people couldn’t say it out loud but were dying of curiosity about who he was.

What solved their curiosity was the amused murmur of Meriel Russel, who attended the Emperor’s wedding.

“Oh my, Eve finally cut those stuffy bangs.”

Thus, the greatest plot twist since the founding slowly spread among the people.

Amid the excited people’s warm congratulations, Emperor Olivier and Empress Elizabeth participated in the ceremony led by the High Priest.

The moment the Emperor put the ring on the Empress’s fourth finger that day, when the sacred flame of the brazier blazed greatly and scattered beautiful golden sparks, would be talked about for ages in the long history of the Empire.

And the romantic incident where Empress Elizabeth threw her bouquet aimed precisely at Lord Gloria as well.

Amid the beautiful scattering of paper petals and golden sparks, Elizabeth whispered to Olivier.

“About Lady Radis’s surname. You created a clause that it would be maintained even after marriage, right? Haven’t you told her yet?”

Olivier maintained a perfectly solemn expression as if painted, but his cheeks were still subtly puffed.

Olivier said in a very small voice.

“I’m still angry.”

Meanwhile, unaware that the Empire’s Emperor and Empress were having such a conversation through the veil, Radis was holding the bouquet and smiling awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

Eve stealthily grabbed such Radis’s hand.

“…?”

Eve stood alongside her and whispered.

“Where would be good to have our wedding?”

“Pardon…?”

“A place full of people we’re not really close to, with sacred flames glaring at us, doesn’t seem great. At our house or… having it in a quiet forest with only really close people gathered wouldn’t be bad either.”

After hesitating for a moment, Radis pretended to smell the flowers and covered her face with the large bouquet while looking at Eve and said.

“Eve, I cannot abandon the Gloria surname that His Majesty the Emperor bestowed upon me. We cannot marry…”

Eve narrowed his eyes and cut off her words.

“There you go again.”

“Pardon?”

“You said you would show some greed now.”

“…!”

Radis’s eyes widened. Eve whispered secretly to her.

“Don’t worry. I have it all figured out.”

“What…?”

“Lord Gloria is a national hero, isn’t he? We’ll just ask for a clause that allows you to maintain your surname even after marriage.”

Radis couldn’t speak for a while.

She had resolved to make an effort to be happy, but she had already forgotten again.

‘Would that really be okay?’

As if reading her mind, Eve smiled brightly.

Seeing his beautiful smile, Radis decided to stop harboring such doubts.

Radis smiled along with him and said.

“Would that be possible?”

Eve narrowed his eyes and looked toward where Emperor Olivier was, whispering.

“What in the world is impossible? If it doesn’t work, we just make it work.”

A sinister smile appeared on his beautiful lips.

“I wasn’t planning to go this far, but I suppose I should get revenge for my bangs. All those letters the Emperor sent asking to meet you, begging to see you when he was completely infatuated with you—I’ve kept them all. If he doesn’t want to anger the Empress from their honeymoon onward, the Emperor will have to stay on my good side…”

Radis’s smile completely disappeared as she said.

“Do that and you won’t even be able to gather your bones.”

Realizing she was serious, Eve Russel said.

“Of course I’m joking.”

“I really won’t let it slide.”

“Ugh, my beautiful Lord Gloria. Though it’s regrettable that our plan for your and my happiness has been thwarted, if you, the throne’s representative who received Providence’s command, point that stern blade of justice at me, I shall gladly surrender. Let’s find another way.”

Despite trying not to laugh at Eve’s exaggerated words, Radis couldn’t help but smile.

Seeing her laugh, Eve grabbed her hand holding the bouquet and pulled it higher.

The moment she looked at him in surprise, his lips gently overlapped with hers.

After the brief kiss, Eve looked at her and whispered sweetly.

“Promise me.”

Radis looked up at him with those black eyes and said.

“No matter when or where I go, I will always return to Eve’s side in the end.”

Eve took her hand and kissed her fourth finger.

A spell was engraved on her fourth finger.

It was the very spell that Berard Russel had created and carved into the Forbidden Realm’s Stone Gate for her.

A spell that guides the caster to where their heart is most strongly directed.

A spell that transcended time and space, extending far and wrapping around her finger.

In the center was a circular empty space for injecting magical power.

Its appearance looked almost like a ring.

Looking down at the spell carved on her finger, Radis realized.

What it meant to save one person from the misfortune they carried.

Even the achievements of the Hero who saved the world would pale before the heart he devoted to one woman.

It was also this that opened the closed heart of the Hero who endured pain by burning his soul for five hundred long years.

In the end, the answer to all those questions would converge into one.

The answer called love.

The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers 【Complete】

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