Help! I'm in Another World and the Dragon Man Want Me To Get Pregnant!
Chapter 89: Eternal Vows (End)

Chapter 89: Eternal Vows (End)

That bond didn’t require documentation.

Although Shen Xinghui had seemed a little lonely at first, in the end, he accepted their decision.

And Ignatius understood.

He could feel it, too.

As Shen Xinghui reached the altar, Mr. Henry entrusted him to Ignatius.

Their hands met, warm and steady, as they stood before the priest.

"We now commence the sacred vow ceremony between His Highness, Ignatius Chernoborg Jorbahamut, and Shen Xinghui."

The priest’s voice echoed through the hall as the ceremony began.

They prayed to the gods, seeking their blessings.

Ignatius made his vow in his heart.

No matter what the future held, no matter what trials they would face, he would never let go of Shen Xinghui.

The partner he had chosen was the best he could have ever wished for.

Feeling Shen Xinghui’s nervous grip on his hand, Ignatius squeezed back in reassurance.

Their eyes met, and they exchanged soft smiles.

"And now, your vows," the priest announced.

A wave of nervousness hit Ignatius.

There were no set words for this moment.

He had spent countless hours thinking of the perfect thing to say, crafting words that would express everything he felt.

But in the end, nothing seemed right.

If he said too much, it might sound insincere.

If he said too little, it might seem lacking.

He looked into Shen Xinghui’s eyes, still holding his hand.

And then, the words came naturally.

There was no need for elaborate phrases.

All he had to do was speak the truth in his heart.

"Shen Xinghui, I will love only you, now and always. I will cherish you and the family we build together for the rest of my life."

As he spoke, Shen Xinghui’s eyes filled with tears, his cheeks flushing a soft pink.

Seeing his emotions spill over, Ignatius smiled warmly.

"I... I love you, Ignatius," Shen Xinghui said, his voice trembling with sincerity. "I may not be capable of much, but my love for you is real. It’s the only thing I can truly give. So... will you stay with me, even with just that?"

Shen Xinghui’s feelings washed over Ignatius—deep, warm, and unwavering.

Of course.

Ignatius loved him.

How could he ever think Shen Xinghui wasn’t capable?

Shen Xinghui was the one who made him feel this overwhelming happiness.

Shen Xinghui was the only one who could be Kaelion’s mother.

Ignatius would give Shen Xinghui all of his heart.

He would love and protect him with everything he had.

Every moment they shared would be cherished.

"Of course, that’s more than enough. I swear that I will make you happy for the rest of our lives. There is no falsehood in these words."

"Ignatius..."

Shen Xinghui, on the verge of tears, nodded with a radiant smile.

At that moment, the wedding rings were presented.

It was customary to exchange accessories, as they were believed to hold the blessings of the gods.

Once placed on each other’s fingers, they could never be removed.

Ignatius had no particular preference, so he had asked Shen Xinghui if people in his world also exchanged gifts in marriage.

That was when Shen Xinghui told him about rings—how couples wore matching bands on their left ring fingers.

Ignatius liked the idea.

He had even chosen to set a gemstone in them.

Finding a stone that matched Shen Xinghui’s eyes had taken time.

They weren’t just black; they had a faint hint of brown, slightly translucent.

The more he gazed into them, the more beautiful they seemed, and he had wondered if there was a gem worthy of that color.

Carefully, Ignatius slid the slender ring onto Shen Xinghui’s left ring finger.

In turn, Shen Xinghui took Ignatius’s hand and placed the matching band onto his finger.

His heart pounded strangely in his chest.

The ring felt warm against his skin.

"And now, the vow of a kiss," the priest announced with a gentle smile.

Ignatius pulled Shen Xinghui into his arms.

Shen Xinghui looked incredibly flustered, his face flushed, his moist eyes looking up at him before slowly closing.

Drawn in by the invitation, Ignatius leaned down and pressed his lips to Shen Xinghui’s.

Soft and delicate, he poured all his love into that single touch.

The bells of blessing rang out.

Startled, Shen Xinghui shivered in Ignatius’s arms, but as he realized the chimes were celebrating their union, a bright, joyous smile spread across his face.

"I now pronounce you spouses. May you live in happiness for all eternity."

As the priest’s words echoed, petals rained down upon them.

Surrounded by cheers and blessings, they walked down the aisle, pushing open the grand doors.

Beyond them, countless citizens stood gathered, their voices rising in celebration.

Ignatius had once left home, unable to bear the weight of expectation, wandering as an adventurer.

His duty to produce an heir had always loomed over him.

That obligation had consumed him, making him blind to what truly mattered.

And then, Shen Xinghui had appeared before him.

With Shen Xinghui, Ignatius had remembered all that he had lost sight of.

Piece by piece, Shen Xinghui had returned to him what was truly precious.

If he had lost him, his heart would have never known peace.

If Shen Xinghui had remained gone, Ignatius would have surely broken.

Now that their paths had intertwined once more, he would treasure it.

He owed so much to the Jenna and Henry couple, who had brought them back together, and to the friends who had supported him.

He would spend the rest of his life repaying them in any way he could.

And now, they had a child.

Ignatius could still recall the moment the birth pill changed color, confirming the mark of new life.

The overwhelming joy he had felt was unforgettable.

He would never forget how much Shen Xinghui had endured afterward, either.

Pregnancy and childbirth had been incredibly difficult for Shen Xinghui.

Ignatius had thought that one child was enough.

He never wanted Shen Xinghui to go through that suffering again.

But Shen Xinghui had simply smiled and said, "Maybe when Kaelion is a little older."

He was strong.

Gentle, yet resilient.

And when that time came, Ignatius vowed he would become stronger, too.

The warm moments spent with Kaelion under the dappled sunlight had become Ignatius’s greatest comfort.

His greatest happiness.

And he would continue building this life—day by day, year by year.

For decades. For centuries. Always together.

"Ignatius," Shen Xinghui whispered.

"Hmm?"

"I’m so happy right now. So much that I feel like I might start crying."

Tears of joy spilled down Shen Xinghui’s cheeks as he laughed.

Ignatius leaned in and kissed the corner of his eye, smiling softly.

"I’ll wipe them away as many times as you need, so cry as much as you want."

Shen Xinghui’s face turned bright red as the crowd erupted in cheers.

Today, everything was a blessing.

Ignatius wrapped his arm around Shen Xinghui’s shoulders, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead before whispering so only he could hear—

"I love you. Now and forever, let’s stay together, Xinghui."

The End