Cassius' breath hitched when he saw the small figure in white. She had gotten her veil off at one point, and he could see her strawberry-blonde curls.
He blushed. She was adorable!
Not a monster at all! Unlike what his mother claimed!
She was prettier than Eliza Orlock, and Cassius had thought that it was impossible for anyone to be better looking than his friend.
He looked at Eliza and saw that she was smiling brightly. He looked at her groom and had to admit that he was good-looking too.
Cassius looked at his father. Emperor Casimir was frowning.
What for?
Wasn't father the one who suggested the matches? Sure, mother had raged when she heard of them…
But surely even she could see that there was nothing wrong with Princess Theanore and Duke Marinus?
The herald blew a trumpet and introduced the two. The crowd cheered, and they stepped forward.
Cassius noticed that the Princess was holding the Duke's hand.
He frowned at this.
