My Strongest Angel Wife with a System
‘Love may not have a place in the weddings of this world, but wouldn’t it be happier to marry the one for you? I think so, too…’ Her thoughts trailed off as she finally reached the church’s door, but her gaze was still on Larkin’s face. ‘You have always been trying your best to create a better world for everyone. I wonder if you’re looking for someone you’d want to actually share your whole life with… with tons of political benefit or none...’ “I’ll find the person who’d make you happy...” Artie whispered while staring at the archduke and standing on his left, but Larkin only deepened his smile. “It’s not yet the time for wedding vows, Artie.” ... Promises were uttered, and vows were made. With the archduchy facing one of its darkest times, Artie Shen and Larkin Ellis decided to stand together against the horns of war and the clawed clutches of the past. Will their disguised platonic relationship blossom into something real for the sake of the archduchy? Or will it be for the loudest songs of their hearts? With a dual-route system that could turn her into the most powerful angel warriors in the land, watch Artie Shen conquer different quests and task to ensure her victory. In love and in war. [BOOK COMPLETED, SEASON 2 IS SIDE STORIES NOW] … [Disclaimer and Warnings:] This story is a work of fiction, and similarities to any living or dead person are purely coincidental. May contain triggers. Follow me on IG @droopdroopghost and on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/authordroopyghost/ Cover by Ying_
I shall Indulge You pt 1
Artie was thinking of preparing dinner for him one of these days for the drawing, but she was suffocated by amazement. Her jaw dropped, and her eyes widened so badly when she stared at the painting in the middle of the staircase. That place used to be vacant and was only covered with a curtain to skip the bareness. Even if Miel once wanted to put something there, the previous seneschal said that place was special.
Right now, though… a giant painting or Artie descending her wedding carriage in her wedding dress was on it. It wasn't something that could be done in a few hours every day; the painter would have to work on it on excessive hours—probably lose sleep over it.
Even Clarissa and Marissa were touched by what they saw. In an instant, they also wanted to their paintings greeting them after leaving the presence of a husband. Because what was there was solely based on what the painter remembered through memory; they didn't model for such.