Chapter: 542
He hesitated and held out his hand, and Astelle put her hand on his.
Unlike Kaizen, Astelle’s beautiful face had neither tension nor excitement.
She was just looking forward with an icy expression.
When she held Theor’s hand and went out into the garden, she seemed happier than she was now.
‘……’
It was his own fault.
In the first place, this is a forced contract marriage.
There was no reason for her to be happy.
Rather, he would be glad if she didn’t hate being by his side.
In his distant memories, a twenty-year-old Astelle in a wedding dress appeared in his mind.
Astelle held his hand with her face full of joy and happiness.
Her hand that he was holding trembled slightly. She looked nervous.
Cold sweat was also dripping from her forehead.
“Are you nervous?”
Astelle, who always smiled calmly and gracefully like a doll, was trembling with tension.
Twenty-year-old Kaizen wrapped his hand around the back of Astelle’s hand.
“Don’t be nervous, Astelle.”
He didn’t mean to calm Astelle down in particular.
He just smiled and comforted her just to make her feel better.
But Astelle looked back at him with an emotional look.
“Thank you, Your Majesty.”
Her voice was full of affection back then.
But now Astelle was holding his hand with a statue-like cold stare.
Astelle never looked back at him as she walked toward the altar.
Kaizen held her hand tighter.