1 Wedding/Ciliegia Sporco

How can national hatred be erased with an illusionary love?

I felt guilty, but it was great to be able to personally stab this knife into his chest. Blood, blood splattered everywhere from deep puncture. The passionate fishy smell is something I have longed to be from the beginning till now.

I do not regret what I have done until today.

Opening my eyes, I am no longer the princess surrounded by submissions. The eyes looking at me are from the people of a foreign country, there is no small vexation in their eyes.

If I didn't wear a magnificent wedding dress made of rare Whitelice bird feathers today, not a shiny diamond crown but instead a shackle and shattered costume of the criminal, make sure Those guys have come to an executioner to stab me.

That's right, today is the day I get married, the one I just met for the first time, who ruined our kingdom.

Why did he save me? He said he loved us, because he loved me, he has a new plan to engulf my people and territory in flames.

Is that called love?

Meanwhile, the person who helped us, let me know that love is the one who took my hand and led me step by step into the altar.

A person with a noble background is more than me - A lost princess. He was the Deathly knight, whoever heard his name shudder not to look into his eyes, but they did not know how truly lonely he was. Your name is really long and leaves a great impression on me because of that.

Marena Vento Hepburn - The Grand Duke of Utherworld, the last Hepburn tribe of this world. The person is strong, has a strong will even though there are no relatives in this world. He was the second most respected person after the emperor of Adonai Ha Arezt.

He is more powerful than the Three Kingdoms of Utherworld, but only wants to be a Grand Duke forever, regardless of the fame of power.

What are you looking for?

- Vento, I'm afraid

- Peace of mind, there is nothing to be afraid of.

I wish I could call out the nickname of "Rino" like before. But now it is impossible.

You are so beautiful, gorgeous beauty like the embodiment of the goddess. Someone better than anyone I've ever met, even if the whole world calls him "Death". I was devoted to the admiration for meeting for the first time, I accidentally sunk deep in his clear blue eyes. I wonder how it feels to be able to touch the soft blond hair on the shoulders of that delicate shirt, to be in the warm arms of a person, probably the most wonderful thing in the world.

Yes, I was wishing for a thing that would never come true. Because I and I are both women, whether I really love them or just because of temporary vibrations is wrong.

What I face alone without people around, is scary. Put my hand on the enemy's hand, who stepped back. Your smile is beautiful, but I feel a throbbing pain.

Working for me and my soulmate, you must be very happy, right?

The one who will become my husband, King Nahema, rules the eastern continent - Passato Rio. He is his childhood friend, so I won't hurt him.

All for the sake of people!

Rino ... no ...

Vento!

I no longer have the right to call his real name. I cannot be happy, because no one is happy to marry someone I do not love.

When the old priest asked if I would agree to marry Passato Rio, I looked towards him. I had hoped he would come forward and oppose this marriage. But what I received was a cold, emotionless face. At this point I realized one thing: I am amorous.

It's just that people who treat me well are because I have a resemblance to his sister. Even him, Passato Rio defied the kingdom of Eftreet - My homeland just to make me his Queen.

All because of this face!

Why did heaven give birth to my face and gave birth to Yubet Lunar Hepburn who had the same face as me?

Yubet, why are you so obsessed with me already?

I, Ciliegia Sporco hate you!

Passato Rio, my parents were killed by you. My homeland was also submerged by one hand. This time I will pay you ten thousand times!

I looked at the husband standing before my eyes, he smirked with mockery. His delicate face, delicate brown hair, and beautiful amber eyes, his perfect body made every Uthetworld woman kneel. A wandering lover like him doesn't deserve this face!

He married me because the throne was solidified.

Although he held control of Nahema, the Nememis Church was the greatest obstacle on his path to kingship. The Nememis Church has existed for more than thirty years since Nahema was recognized as a kingdom in Utherworld. The Church has the power to judge, execute, execute death sentences. Ever since the throne of Passato was not strong, the Church was boiling over the will to overthrow.

But if I married him, he would gain control of the Eftreet army and overthrow the Nememis Church.

The second reason I could not understand. He said he loved me, so many times. But I only met him no later than four hours. Arrested on Nahema, when I opened my eyes I became a bride.

Can't refuse, can't flee.

Because there is nowhere to go!

Suddenly, my whole body was pulled forward in a timely manner, when I realized that his face was almost close to mine with only a few centimeters. He whispered something, so small that it was only enough for me to hear: "Quickly run."

A series of disguised warriors in the palace fell down from the ceiling with the sound of shaking the entire ceremony. They took off their disguise and rushed towards us. I instinctively stepped back, but then I was pushed back and lost my balance on the carpet.

I kept staring at everything that happened.

Those of the royal family from the kingdoms were evacuated, some of which ran hastily to the stage to leave the remaining main characters of today. Passato's guards, hordes of soldiers over three hundred Nememis Church, me and finally Vento were strangely calm. Passato Rio first player. His skillful strikes quickly defeated several assassins. But they are too crowded. I'm here nowhere to help him, is it not good for him to die?

What caught my attention was when Vento started to glance at the guest seats. At this moment, I realized I counted one missing person.

The supreme emperor of Utherworld, he is also present today.

Battler Carsein Caslington.

The monarchs must kneel at his feet, submit to and be absolutely loyal to him. Perhaps there was only one person at Utherworld standing on a par with the emperor of the reddish-haired high above.

Vento, who and Battler's relationship, everyone at Utherworld knows as well as the bloody fairytale, about the infatuated emperor Grand Duke that forced her to marry her and bring her own murder. Dear.

The only remaining member of the Carsein royal family and the last of the Hepburn clan, gave each other a look of fire.

Is he leisurely confident here watching dramas like that? Not afraid of being cut into a piece by Vento hanging from the market?

Seems like the two of them are about to join each other too. Will the historical scene at Tsukuyomi palace three years ago recur at Salphael Hall? Haha, what a coincidence. That day and today is also a happy day, unfortunately, blood is dyed red this place.

We watched Vento throw Battler right in the face and then he was stopped by a hand. As expected of the emperor Adonai Ha Arezt, not only his name but also his strength was not inferior to the Death Knights.

- Can you strike out the face of the stranger who is sharing your bed? My queen?

His voice was crafty, the content of the sentence was as if it were a bit of a psychological twist. I can't even hear it, but what about the person?

The expression on his face did not change, there was a calm expression on the face of the unpleasant in front of him.

- So, Utherworld emperor, I hope you have your dignity out of my sight before I fight you.

Vento pulled out her Kusanagi sword and pointed it at the person before her eyes.

- Don't be impatient, Rino, will I help you unconditionally?

The red-haired Emperor smiled wryly, and quickly reconciled with him. If it's a duel with people, I'm sure Battler won't win. He is wise to make the best choice for him, that is reconciliation.

Despite the sharp Kusanagi by the neck, Battler turned to watch the chaos kill each other like a passion.

At this moment Passato still tried to fight. The King Nahema is different, the body quickly dodges most attacks. The hordes of soldiers, though large, still could not fight him. But the problem here is that he is running out of time to resist, as his stamina has almost dropped sharply after conquering Eftreet.

All my attention turned to the brilliant golden light, which came from Battler's left eye.

The light turned off when the henchmen disappeared as if they never existed. After finishing his work, he smiled again at Vento by his side as if nothing had happened.

That left eye, the power is incredible. It would be nice if I own that, too?

My wish has come true, quite a long future. That was when I was actually me, not hiding in a good cover.

Goodbye, weak Ciliegia Sporco!

Seeing the cherry blossoms in out-of-season thanks to the erratic weather of Nahema, each of the petals falling outside the window reminded me of people.

Vento, do you love me?

Certainly the answer will be "No", I know that. Even the emperor Adonai Ha Arzet fell in love with the man who did not even move him even a little, let alone a princess of the dead nation like me?

No, this is Nahema's Queen, my wife!

I, a man who just had a husband and wife, is thinking of someone else who never loves me. But I really missed him, wanting to get out of this room just to run to him.

Is it possible?

Fall is about to pass. Now that it is night, Passato has not yet come to perform the so-called "Chamber Room". I was a little impatient, in the stomach as if boiling constantly. Despite the psychological preparation for this, I still feel extremely hangover.

When he heard that the Nememis Church was completely suppressed, he had to go to the execution hall to execute the great priest Larson Jennet, until now he had not returned. There won't be any unforeseen circumstances, will it?

Why should I worry about him? The more he happens, the better it will be for us. Best to die!

- Queen, it's dark, you should rest soon!

The small maid put on a warm cotton robe. The weather in Nahema is very erratic, if not paying attention, it is easy to get sick. The maid placed a cup of ginger tea on the table and withdrew. I just sighed and finished the cup of ginger tea and climbed onto the bed to rest quietly.

- The Queen goes to bed early on the night of the big kiss, so who will I move the room with?

This arrogant voice could only be Passato Rio - The person I waited for hours on.

- Are you waiting for me?

He asked. His face under the moonlight shines more mystery, with cherry blossoms falling outside. It is true that the masterpiece in the beautiful cherry blossom scene.

- Yes. Where have you been so long?

- Something's wrong. Get the ambulance box out here!

He now escapes from the icy cold male beauty to the domineering, petty king. I just had to follow what he said, because I was his guy now, just like a talking tool.

He removed his colored coat and threw it to the floor. The white shirt on the inside ... is all red blood on the back!

- Passato ... you bleed a lot!

As I thought, he had a problem at the Jennet execution site, not only that but it was very serious!

I had originally intended to run out to call the maid named Suzu to give nuns a treatment. But his hand was gripping my hand, preventing me from going out.

- Stupid, if the news of me being leaked out, certain remnants of the Church will plan to assassinate again.

He whispered tired.

- I got it.

I nodded and began to unbutton his clothes. Taking off his blood-soaked white shirt, on his back is a slash diagonally down to the waist. The culprit is definitely good at using swords, this is a wound caused by a sword that is often made but incredibly sweet.

After a while, I covered the wound completely for Passato.

- Who caused it?

- Jennet has fled!

He replied, frowning a little annoyed.

- Yes.

- When Annin and I were about to burn Jennet, she was saved.

- Whose injury is this?

- Wave Silder ...

Two words alone made me understand the situation. Wave Slider - King of Uggcael, an independent country confronting Eftreet and Nahema. Today he also came for the fun, the gift was a slash. If Passato was an ordinary person, he might have been dead. I once faced Slider on the frontier, five on one. Confrontation with the guy is really very difficult.

- Have you eaten anything?

- No. I want to eat her more.

He was injured, but still stronger than us. His massive body hides our sight. My lips were rubbed by his lips, he constantly took over my comfort. Then he slid and bit his neck, his rough hand on my modest chest and squeezed. I was about to stop breathing when pain ached to my brain.

- Sporco, she did not protest?

Passato asked, his expression as if covered with mist, adding to the charm.

- I ...

Actually, I don't have any strength left to protest, whatever he does. Because this will happen sooner or later.

My right breast was taken care of by the skillful tongue bit by bit, the more I suck my head, the more it swells up and the more it hurts. He moved his right hand down to my lap, touched it again and then held it hard. I am sure there will be some marks appearing on that spot. Red and purple, it will be ugly!

- aa ...

Because I was caught off guard, I opened my mouth to cry. I found myself making that wolf more excited. He used his hands to spread my legs apart, though I tried to close tightly. I could feel his hard object about to pierce through us.

- Her bottom is wet.

I dare not admit it, but it's true. I have satisfied myself many times when I remember Vento, of course when I was alone at night so no one noticed. It is common sense to get wet early.

- Call my name!

- Rio ...

Immediately that thing stabbed into me. Extreme pain whenever he presses so hard and deeply to tears. I could not help but moan continuously at that rhythmic and vigorous jostle.

Desires welling up in the room with only the two of us, and the cries of pleasure in the battle that made me blush.

- Now you're a woman.

That was the last sentence he said until I lost consciousness and fainted.

And until ...

Nearly a month later, the weather turned to winter. Since the chaotic marriage took place, the King has not visited me even once. In the palace, there was a rumor about King Hau being disgraced.

I don't care about it. Enough to eat and to have a place to sleep through the day is okay, that bastard doesn't visit nor affect me.

But Vento, the one who didn't visit was the one that made me feel heavy. A month did not meet, how are you? Do you get enough sleep? Last time, surely people were busy with border war, right? Not even a greeting.

- Rino, do you have a lover?

- No.

- So have you ever loved anyone?

- Already.

- Who? Who is that?

- Hm, guess what!

Who is the one who can win Vento's feelings? But it is certainly not Emperor Adonai Ha Arezt, because it is impossible.