I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 740

chapter 196 Wedding in a Dream (Part 1)
“But, I still want… to be your wife. To be, yours, the first bride…”
Her delicate voice was like a soft whisper.
“Veer?”
He could feel the young man holding her slender body suddenly stiffen. But this was not resistance, but disbelief.
“Because, this young lady, is still a girl…”
She still felt shy, making her cheeks flush. But, whether it was because Verafia truly longed for it, or because she realized it was one of her few opportunities, she did not resist.
Her slender fingers gently caught a falling petal, like the purest of crystals, making her gaze a little hazy.
Yes, what girl, in her shyness and blushing, would not hope that one day, adorned in pure white wedding attire, she could walk with the one she loved towards a sweet, lifelong union?
The gentle wind after the melting snow, carrying the sweet scent of flowers, softly blew her soft golden hair, and a soft smile graced her lips.
Her fingers gently gathered the tender flowers that had fallen into her hands. Verafia gazed at the quiet, pure white petals scattering in the ice-blue world, a hint of longing in her eyes.
The white petals brushed against her skirt. The slender calf, faintly revealed, its snow-white skin reflected in the hazy moonlight. In his embrace, the exquisite girl resting her butterfly head, was reflected under the quiet night sky, flowers and moon touching her purity and softness.
“Veer…”
His voice trembled slightly, as if he could only utter the name of the girl whose beauty and purity were unparalleled, and whose beauty was not to be desecrated.
His sapphire eyes met the gaze of the beautiful girl looking up at him with longing. Ig was a little dazed, and couldn’t help but reach out to stroke her soft golden hair, and then touch her tender, flawless young face.
But, his hand hovered over the girl’s face. His trembling palm rippled with a faint shadow, gently touching the girl’s youthful, delicate jade face.
“Eh…”
Verafia tilted her gorgeous golden eyes, and blinked under her slender eyelashes.
“Veer, wants to marry me… but, I can’t do anything for Veer…”
Ig’s tightly pursed lips were full of bitterness, and spreading sorrow.
“Tsk, is that all?”
Verafia was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned her face, tilting her little head, her golden eyes blinking: “Clearly, it was this young lady who asked… Do you, Ig, want to reject, a girl’s wish?”
The black-haired young man stared at her blankly.
The girl’s bright golden eyes sparkled with liveliness and cuteness, her slightly rosy, delicate face like sweet flower nectar, with a hint of shyness. Compared to him, it seemed as if it was not the girl, but himself, who was facing separation.
The girl gently buried her little head again, her eyelashes slightly covering her moist golden eyes. A blush crept up her flawless, porcelain-like face, and she whispered in a faint voice:
“Moreover, this young lady, has already said… as your little wife.”
Although her voice was shy and sweet, when it reached his heart, it only spread a trace of sorrow. Ig tightly grasped the girl’s slender little hand.
And, being able to, let Veer marry him, was clearly the most desired thing in his life, but, but…
Even with all his tenderness, Ig could feel the eternal sorrow that followed that sweetness, like a cold branding iron.
He held the girl’s hand.
Suddenly, a sharp, sarcastic voice rang out: “Heh heh, kid, don’t you even know, your Goddess Princess, is doing this for you?”
Verafia’s golden eyes shifted slightly.
“Goddess, you are about to be devoured by the God King. And now you have the mood for a wedding with this kid? What you want, is to protect Ig, in front of the God King of Flame?”
Andredun, who had been forced to sign a shameful contract by Verafia, did not hide his resentment in his voice at all. His eyes glowed with a dark light, and he taunted sarcastically:
“Ha, after all, even if, she is truly your sister, but, Goddess Princess, in the end, you two are the same person.”
The same Flame Goddess. This desire of the girl to marry Ig, also represented the Flame Goddess’s choice.
“It’s not like that… it’s just, what I want.”
Verafia shook her head. She was not angered by Andredun’s words. Her slender eyelashes covered her golden eyes. “I, am a girl. I want to be complete… I want to wear a wedding dress and marry the person I like…”
“Even if, what you said is correct. Herafir… and I are the same person, but, I am unwilling to give Ig to her. Even if, this young lady, cannot stay for much longer, I still want to possess him alone…”
Although she spoke calmly, the girl’s voice could not help but tremble. She lowered her head, her fair jade fingers gripping Ig’s palm with more force.
Ig could feel her subtle pulsed blood flow through her clenched slender little hand, feel her heartbeat, and, what she had been suppressing, but could not refrain from letting out at that moment, the faint sorrow that had leaked out.
Veer, clearly, was very sad, yet still pretended to be cute and happy…
Ig suddenly felt his own cowardice again, felt his own hypocrisy.
Clearly, such a girl, as beautiful as a treasure, should be cherished and protected… loved by everyone. However, because of him, she was hurt again and again.
Even now, he still chose to escape, letting his girl, force a smile alone, and bear the sorrow.
Clearly, Young Lady… wanted happy memories.
Can your self-righteous deep affection, and so-called death, repay her?
He tightly pursed his lips. His clenched fist was suddenly gently pulled open by the girl. Verafia placed her slender, smooth little hand in his, her tilted golden eyes, in the young man’s eyes, shimmering with a soft dampness.
“Ig…”
Her tender, soft lips parted slightly. As if, a delicate, yet noble girl, with a hint of mournful plea: “Can you, leave me… the last gift?”
Ig tightened his grip on her hand. Suddenly, he reached out and carefully touched the girl’s young face.
The girl’s golden eyes brightened.
Ig carefully combed her hair, his sapphire eyes, not looking away, fixed on the girl’s gorgeous, shimmering big eyes.
“This, should be the gift that Young Lady gives me… If I can truly stand by Veer’s side, then, it would be the greatest wish of my lifetime.”
Andredun let out a sarcastic laugh, black mist surged, and re-entered Ig’s Death Divine Spark.
“Idiot, a lifetime… it’s too cheesy, don’t say that.”
The girl’s snowy face blushed slightly. Just as she was about to raise her golden eyes, her slender wrist was taken by Ig.
“But, Young Lady, you are my girl… after all this time, I can’t let Veer, always be so proactive.”
Ig gently kissed her cheek, and said with a smile.
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Simulated the main host all day… (then sprinted to the deadline)
(I clearly thought about how to write it last night, but when I started writing, my mind was blank, and I couldn’t muster any emotion… but, I still managed to finish it.)