The Story Is Not Over Yet - Chapter 190
Translator and Editor: Effe and Nabi
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Chapter 190
Findar turned her gaze to the right and scratched the back of her head.
It was also the first time they had met each other since that day, just like Livia. Not knowing what to say, Azela pursed her lips for a moment before she slowly walked over and gently embraced Findar, who was still awkwardly standing there.
Startled by the sudden hug, Findar seemed taken aback, but she didn’t resist it.
“Hey. Let me hug you, too.”
Livia, standing beside them, murmured quietly and chuckled, wearing a slightly mischievous expression.
“How, how have you been?”
While she wondered if it was okay to ask that, her mouth moved before her thoughts.
Seeing Azela’s frozen face, Findar softened her own expression and gently tapped her shoulder with her palm, smiling more comfortably.
“Is it okay for the star of today still feeling stiff like this?”
“…Findar”
Azela was still a sinner in front of her. Seeing the guilt seeping into her eyes, Findar lightly patted her shoulder with her palm.
“Are you still going on like this on such a good day?”
“But…”
“Did I come here to see Madam with such a face?”
“No.”
“In that case, please stop with that look in your eyes now… I’m doing well. My shop is running smoothly without any problems.”
“You opened a shop?”
With Azela’s question, Findar nodded. She seemed to be doing really well. She had put on some weight since the last time he saw her, and her expression was much more stable.
Findar, who had seated Azela in a chair, gently comforted her as she looked at her reflection in the mirror before she turned her head to look at Livia beside her.
“The face looks familiar…”
Saying so, she slowly scanned Livia’s appearance. Seeing her own reflection, Livia scratched her head and laughed.
“If the face looks familiar, then you must remember me.”
“… I’ve heard the rumors that you left the palace. It seems like you’ve been through a lot.”
“That’s right. I’m satisfied since most of what I experienced was good.”
After Findar nodded at Livia’s response, she quickly bowed her head towards her with a serious face.
“… There’s something I need to apologize for.”
“An apology? At this point?”
“For killing your father, the Emperor.”
Findar seemed to want to apologize to Livia for her wrongdoing. She must have lived her whole life thinking about it.
However, before she could speak, Livia lightly covered her lips with her palm.
“It doesn’t matter to me.”
“…Yes?”
“I can’t say it’s thanks to you, but anyway, I’m living the life I want now. I do as I please. So you have no reason to apologize to me.”
“Princess…”
“If others hear that statement, it could lead to undesirable consequences. Let’s just keep it among the three of us.”
Livia smiled warmly.
There was hardly any regret on her face for the days that had passed. Seeing her resolute demeanor, Findar also smiled with a slightly relieved face.
As Azela alternated her gaze between the two, she turned her head and gazed at Findar.
“Why are you not enjoying the party outside?”
“Oh. I have a gift for you.”
“…A gift?”
Findar put down the large bag she had brought and opened it.
“We will now begin the wedding ceremony.”
With the solemn words of the High Priest, the room fell silent. Those holding champagne glasses near the entrance of the reception hall, with bright smiles on their faces, looked toward Zagnac, who was elegantly dressed.
Always composed and at ease, Zagnac’s face was visibly tense today.
As the wedding ceremony commenced, the doors to the reception hall opened, and when the bride entered, the groom would walk with her on the red carpet around the hall once.
“Please welcome the bride.”
As the High Priest spoke, the tightly closed doors of the reception hall swung open. Zagnac, along with everyone else inside, turned their gaze toward the entrance.
Soon after, they all gasped.
“Hoo…”
“Oh my, she can be so beautiful.”
“She’s the most beautiful person I’ve seen in a while.”
“Where did she order that dress from? It’s so beautiful.”
Zagnac was also taken aback.
As the reception hall door opened and Azela entered, she was even more beautiful than a goddess of beauty.
She wore a pure white dress with lace patterns that started in a wavy line along her collarbone. The tight waist accentuated her figure, and underneath, the voluminous skirt was adorned with dazzling jewels in various exquisite colors.
With every step she took, her dress swayed in the wind, reflecting the light and sparkling brilliantly, almost blindingly.
“Zagnac?”
Her back was also exposed, and there wasn’t a single flaw in the perfect dress.
Azela crossed with Zagnac’s arm, tilting her head.
He was also in a daze at her appearance in a new dress, not the one they had chosen in advance. It took the touch of her hand to bring him back to reality, and with a flushed face, he barely managed to move.
“The, the dress.”
As the two started walking, the musicians began to play.
“Is it weird?”
“No, it’s just that you look so beautiful. I want to be the only one to see you like this.”
“I’m glad you think it’s beautiful.”
“Where did you get it from? This wasn’t the dress we had prepared.”
“Ah, this.”
Azela’s gaze shifted to the left. Following her gaze, Zagnac also turned his head to see Findar casually raising a champagne glass.
“…Findar?”
“She said she received an invitation and thank you.”
“Findar prepared it?”
“Yes.”
“Well… of course.”
Zagnac smirked.
“She’s a talent too valuable to let slip away. I should ask her to come back and work at our boutique shop.”
“Findar, I heard she set up her own shop?”
“…In that case, I’ll have to offer her a higher salary.”
Discussing the future, the two of them leisurely strolled around the reception hall. Returning to their original position, they stood in front of the High Priest. Zagnac recited the congratulations message that he had prepared in advance.
After the brief recitation, the two joined hands and stepped into the center of the hall. Following the prepared music, they began to dance.
“The crowd is huge. I’ve never invited this many people before.”
“…I guess everyone wanted to come and see for themselves after hearing the rumors about my new business.”
Azela looked around nervously, her body shifting before her eyes suddenly widened in surprise. Zagnac, noticing the sudden change in expression, pulled her towards him.
“What’s wrong?”
“…Sylvia. Sylvia is here.”
As she turned her head to the spot, her gaze returned to where she had clearly seen her before.
It was indeed Sylvia.
Surprised, Azela held her breath, unable to take her eyes off Sylvia, who was brought by Marquis Venica.
“Ah, it seems Marquis Venica brought her.”
“…Marquis Venica? What does that mean? Did you know about it?”
“Yes. I didn’t tell you because it didn’t seem like something to worry about.”
“Why?”
“She’s Marquis Venica’s new mistress.”
Startled by Zagnac’s words, she glanced back in that direction while continuing to dance.
Sylvia, adorned in extravagant clothing and jewelry, stood next to the man grooming his mustache with a dry face. She looked like his doll, neither alive nor dead. Her appearance, adorned with more luxurious and expensive jewelry than when she was with Daniel, was somewhat pitiful.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Huh?”
“The life she chose for herself. It’s none of your concern.”
As if echoing her thoughts, Zagnac spoke.
There was a concerned expression as if worried that she might take any other action. However, Azela herself had no intention of interfering in Sylvia’s life. After all, it was the life she had chosen despite all she had been through.
She nodded at his words.
When the dance ended, the two of them stood in front of the High Priest again.
“I announce that you two have become husband and wife. You will now exchange the final kiss of the oath.”
With gentle music playing, Zagnac and Azela held each other’s hands and gazed into each other’s eyes. There had been so much. Many had died, and they had endured much hardship… yet here they were.
Zagnac pulled Azela’s hand gently and smiled.
“I guess this is a happy ending, right?”
“No way.”
Azela, drawn lightly into Zagnac’s embrace, held his cheeks and lifted herself slightly, answering quietly.
“There is no ending. Our story is not over yet until we die.”
Then, in front of everyone, the two shared a brief kiss, and the sound of applause for the celebration echoed loudly through the hall.
Lane, watching the scene from the sky through the window, also smiled and turned away.
This was just one of the many happy moments in the journey that the two of them would continue to walk together in the future.
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