vstars Chapter 351 Royal Marriage
Chapter 351 Royal Marriage
On a sunny morning, the marriage convoy of the Kingdom of Nice moved slowly forward on the stone-paved avenue. The morning sun shone on the carriages, casting a warm golden glow.
The carriage in front was gorgeously decorated, with colorful brocades gently fluttering in the breeze, exuding an elegant and solemn atmosphere. The motorcade was neat and orderly, and the horses' hooves stepped on the solid stones, making crisp sounds, as if playing a prelude to this grand ceremony.
Behind this lively procession, John's motorcade followed closely to protect Princess Maria's safety. He sat in the carriage, opened the window, and the fresh air hit his face. His eyes passed through the window and fell on the endless sea of shepherd's purse flowers. The white flowers bloomed in the sun, and the breeze blew gently, like waves of white waves.
John stared at the shepherd's purse outside the window, and suddenly he remembered that there was a magical creature called flower elves in this world. It is said that they are born when the flowers bloom, and dance with the dancing of the petals; however, when the flowers wither, the flower elves disappear with them, silently, as if they had never existed.
He looked at the vibrant sea of flowers in front of him, and a sense of loss flashed through his heart. He had lived in this world for many years, and had seen many apostles, but not a single elf.
At this moment, a cavalryman came galloping, the sound of horse hooves was like thunder and dust was flying.
When the cavalry came to John's carriage, he pulled the reins to slow down. After the horse was parallel to John's carriage, he said to John in high spirits:
"Sir, the royal capital, Windam, is ahead!"
Soon John saw the towering city walls, the heavy and shining bricks looked even more magnificent under the sunlight. On the city walls stood stone towers, and on the towers flew the flag of the Kingdom of Midland, white and blue complementing each other.
As they approached the city wall, John saw a large team. Several gorgeous royal flags fluttered lightly above the team, and the patterns on the flags symbolized the glory and majesty of the royal family. Soldiers in gorgeous armor lined up in front of the team, looking serious and solemn.
At this moment, a red-haired middle-aged man in armor rode up on horseback. He had a serious expression on his face, a straight posture, and exuded a majesty that could not be ignored. John recognized him as the king's younger brother, Count Juris, and in the future he would give his brother a bright green hat.
Count Juris sat on a horse, the golden sunlight shining on his shining armor, as if covering him with a sacred halo. His red hair fluttered in the wind, making him look both handsome and majestic. As the horse galloped quickly, dust rose behind him like a storm.
John stepped out of the carriage, rode his warhorse steadily to the side of Count Juris, and said respectfully:
"Count Juris, I am under the king's order to escort the convoy of the Kingdom of Nice to Wendam safely."
"Thanks a lot."
Count Juris responded calmly, but his eyes did not linger on John. After he finished speaking, he urged his horse and quickly came behind John, and began to talk in a low voice with the envoy of the Kingdom of Nice, leaving John aside.
He was not surprised by Count Juris's indifference. He had rejected the Count's invitation to join the camp on the grounds that he did not want to participate in the country's internal political struggle. Since they were not allies, Count Juris had nothing to say and he stopped trying to get close to John.
Led by Count Juris, the convoy soon entered Wendam. The scene before John made him feel a warm atmosphere: the wide road was crowded with curious citizens, who stopped to watch with expectant smiles on their faces.
On the road, large colored flags fluttered in the wind, and the bright colors were dazzling. Citizens were either whispering to each other or pointing excitedly, their words were full of expectations and longings for the new queen. Children jumped excitedly, trying to get a better view of the motorcade, and some even shouted loudly to try to attract attention.
The guards who maintained order had serious expressions, wore neat uniforms, held spears in their hands, and scanned the surroundings vigilantly. They were diligent in maintaining order at the scene to avoid congestion or chaos.
The convoy of the Kingdom of Nice slowly drove into the hall for receiving foreign guests, and soon after, John also received an invitation to the wedding of the Kingdom of Midland and Princess Maria. It was handmade with elegant paper, and the golden handwriting was shining.
The next morning, under the respectful gaze of the guards, he entered the solemn and magnificent palace in a brand new dress.
In a chapel in the palace, Archbishop Midland, dressed in solemn archbishop robes, witnessed the wedding of the king and the new queen.
As the ceremony ended, John also walked into the banquet hall in a lively atmosphere. The hall was brightly lit, and the table was filled with various delicacies. The tempting aroma immediately made John enter the state of eating. Since the guests present had only heard of John but had never seen him, no one came to disturb him while he was enjoying the food.
Unlike John who was enjoying the meal alone, the guests present gathered in groups of three or five, and there were more people around the noble ministers who held important positions. John looked around and saw that most of the guests regarded this banquet as a social gathering to improve their connections. If John confessed his identity to everyone, he would probably not be able to eat this meal.
Thinking of this, John continued to eat until he was full. Then he quietly left the palace and returned to his residence to have a good sleep.
The next morning, the sun shone through the mist and fell on the earth. John's caravan was ready to go, and the sound of horse hooves echoed leisurely on the country road. However, this time the destination was not the Southwest Governorate, but Franche-Comté in the north. Two years had passed, and John decided to go back and take a good look at his territory and family.
After a week's drive, he finally saw the towering city walls in the distance. The towering outline was like the capital of Windam, standing in the morning light, giving people a vigorous and powerful feeling. Behind the city walls, the tall castle outline of the castle was clearly visible.
The carriage soon entered the gate of the Earl's Castle, and the bustling scene in the city hit us. Since there was no prior notice, the city was still as usual, with people either rushing on their way or stopping by the stalls to chat, and laughter coming one after another, adding a bit of vitality to this familiar place.
The convoy finally stopped at the gate of the inner castle's outer wall, John opened the door and stepped out of the carriage. However, the moment he stepped into the central courtyard, he saw the familiar fountain and a dozen ducklings enjoying the sunshine.