Chapter 198 A Wedding in a Dream (Part 2)
“But, it’s Vera’s wedding, and I, haven’t brought any gifts…”
The wedding dress, the rings, jewelry, and crown, adorned with the girl’s beauty and the luxurious crystals and gems, these were things that should have been given by him to the girl he loved. However, Ig found himself unable to produce even a little, everything, needed to be prepared by the young girl herself.
“Tch, who says that. Ig, the flowers you gave me were beautiful…”
Verafia slightly turned her head. Beneath the flower crown, the girl’s soft golden hair was still adorned with the small, pure white flowers that Ig had picked from her hair before.
She tilted her little head again, her big eyes shimmering with magnificent golden light, and suddenly smiled like a silver bell, “Furthermore, Ig, to this young lady, you are the most precious gift.”
The most precious gift… but, it should have been the young girl, who was precious to him.
“Who said this young lady can’t like you, this guy. Goddess Princess said, don’t look down on girls…”
Verafia pouted her delicate lips, feigning annoyance. Seeing a smile appear on Ig’s lips, she chuckled lightly, and then, her pure white, snowy cheeks charmingly smiled, “Moreover, this young lady has said it before, I want to marry you. This is what this young lady wants, not to comfort you~”
“So, if you, this guy, want to give this young lady a gift, then, at this time, don’t reject me.”
In her soft, crisp, and pleasant voice, there was a hint of trepidation. Verafia blinked her eyes and gently extended her little hand in front of him, her slightly raised big eyes filled with expectation and longing.
It was as if she was entrusting her warmth, her heartbeat, and the beautiful girl who haunted his dreams, all into his hands.
Ig cupped his hands, carefully taking the girl’s little hand and holding it.
Verafia smiled happily. She leaned slightly against the young man, resting her little head on his shoulder, “Then, Ig, take me… to the hall of our wedding.”
He held the girl’s hand. A hazy, soft light paved a small path of glazed stones before their eyes. Gentle brilliance adorned it, and as they walked, brilliant little flowers quietly bloomed.
Their fingers were tightly clasped. The girl’s jade-like tender hand was wrapped in exquisite lace white long gloves, appearing pure and luxurious. Yet, touching her palm, one could still feel the girl’s skin and her soft body temperature.
It was a touch full of attachment. As if she could feel her slender heartbeat.
“Ig, what are you thinking about?”
Verafia suddenly gently raised her golden eyes from beneath her long lashes, blinked, and asked curiously.
“I’m thinking about meeting Vera…”
On the pure white path, adorned with blooming flowers, Ig held her little hand and revealed a smile, “That was still in the spring of last year.”
“It’s only been a year and a half…”
Verafia said, “In such a short time, I fell in love with you, you idiot, and became so attached, and even actively want to marry you… Love is truly a wondrous thing.”
Ig turned his gaze away.
Seeing the surprise in the young man’s eyes, she puffed out her snowy cheeks, feigning displeasure.
“It is a short time! This young lady, is a Goddess Princess… I stayed in the Sea of Flames for a much longer time. Although, from the time I became Verafia, in the real world, it’s only been a hundred years, but in the concept of eternity, it’s even several eras.”
Her voice paused, and she proudly lifted her little face, “Otherwise, how could this young lady, when I saw you, have been so much like a girl?”
“Eternity… Vera, you must have been very uncomfortable then, right?”
“Mmm. To some extent, yes… Although I wasn’t awake, I was always entangled with the obsession of revenge.”
The girl’s jade fingers gripped tighter. Her voice trembled slightly with suppressed emotion. Even recalling it now, it wasn’t a pleasant memory. However, she quickly raised her face, her snowy cheeks and golden eyes charmingly bright, “But, I still met Ig.”
Ig recalled the moment he fell into the Sea of Flames and vaguely glimpsed the girl’s figure.
Clearly, in the immortal flames that felt like eternity, the noble goddess girl appeared before his eyes.
The girl’s golden eyes blinked, and she suddenly let out a soft laugh, “I’ve always thought that I returned to this world as Verafia because of my obsession with hatred. But, thinking about it seriously, it seems… that’s not the case.”
“It was clearly because of Ig that I woke up… Perhaps, returning to this world, what’s truly important to me is Ig.”
Verafia’s voice made Ig’s gaze tremble.
“Vera…”
She slightly lowered her eyelashes, “But, I never realized it…”
If she could have cherished their future earlier, would things have been different?
Verafia thought blankly. However, she quickly shook her head, her slender hand lifting the sheer veil of the wedding dress, and she let out a crisp, silvery laugh.
“However, it’s like this, that this young lady can pretend to be your young lady… Hmm, and I can use the inheritance of ‘Lothel’ to trick a subordinate I can boss around. No need to worry about being neglected by you after giving it away for free.”
As her voice fell, Verafia raised her exquisitely detailed face, like a doll, with great pride.
“Vera, who’s pretending to be a willful young lady…”
Ig reminisced about his initial memories with the girl. The happy memories of the past caused a gentle smile to form on his face.
They recalled the joyous times they had.
The girl’s delicate laughter was like a winding melody, adorning the dreamlike starry sky, scattering upon the path where the flowers bloomed.
The church, adorned with pure white sheer veils and soft light. The pure white and gilded decorations seemed to faintly echo the hazy chanting and the sound of blessed prayers.
This was the end of their journey. It was also the wedding he longed for, with the girl he loved.
However, a deep reluctance arose in his heart. Ig couldn’t show it, and could only gently hold her little hand.
“But, it’s very fortunate… to be with Vera.”
Ig carefully smoothed a strand of hair for the girl, revealing a smile.
“I am also very happy…”
Verafia slightly turned her face, her magnificent golden eyes reflecting the ceremonial hall of their wedding.
The pure white skirt of the bridal gown was gently touched by the soft wind. She held her hands up, her delicate smile sweet and gentle, gazing with longing at her dream wedding.
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Actually, I originally intended to use one chapter to recall the experiences of the male protagonist and Vera… (but found it impossible to fit it all in)
