Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 628 - 628 295 Oath of Melting Snow_2

628: Chapter 295: Oath of Melting Snow_2 628: Chapter 295: Oath of Melting Snow_2 She didn’t consider herself a lovesick fool, though she had a slight fondness for this Gryphon of Avalon….and a little regret, but it hadn’t risen to the level of jealousy towards his betrothed.

But deep inside, at this very moment, there was a sense of loss as if a part had been carved out…..making her feel a bit inexplicable.

This spontaneous sense of missing?

Where did it come from….

As the best men, Azeryan, Lokhak, and Kovis were already standing neatly on one side of the altar behind Leon, witnessing.

On Olivia’s side, as bridesmaids, were Treya, Elena, and her childhood friends from Selva.

Leading the maiden to the altar of matrimony, Leon saw everything was ready and nodded at the priest, signaling the beginning of the ceremony.

The priest officiating the wedding held the Holy Grail filled with the Holy Lake Water on the altar, first looking towards the groom.

“Leon Pendragon—

Do you vow?

Through light and darkness.

Through honor and disgrace.

You will guard this person before you, until the light of life extinguishes?”

“I vow!

Olivia is my life.”

Leon looked intently at the maiden before him, not willing to blink even for a second with his black eyes.

The priest nodded, then looked toward the bride.

“Olivia Selva—

Do you promise?

Through summer and winter.

Through happiness and hardship.

To accompany this person before you until the stars and moon cease to rotate?”

Olivia raised a faint smile, her gaze losing its shyness, peacefully looking at the love who would accompany her for life:

“I vow….neither I nor my sword will ever leave Leon’s side.”

The priest solemnly nodded and looked towards Little Lina below the stage.

The little maid of the Pendragon family, though already thirteen and somewhat over-aged to serve as a ring bearer, was still entrusted with this responsibility by Leon.

The young girl, her eyes gleaming with blessing and envy, brought the velvet cushion bearing the rings to Brother Leon and Sister Olivia.

Leon picked up the contract ring engraved with their names and personally placed it on Olivia’s ring finger.

Although this world had no such custom, Leon still liked to place it there — for no reason, the satisfaction of owning the other was indescribable.

Olivia imitated Leon’s actions, also placing the marriage-confirming ring on her husband.

Once the newlyweds completed the ceremony, the Holy Lake Priest, with a smile, announced loudly:

“In the name of Illaril, under her witness, you are formally joined as husband and wife.

As long as you continue to love each other, no one in this world can separate you…”

With the priest’s declaration, the bells of the Holy Hall Tower rang once more.

…Avalon’s festivities, the wedding banquet, the ball…

slowly drew to a close amidst laughter and joy.

Night gradually descended.

Leon felt fortunate for his foresight on Azeryan’s wedding arrangements, as no elders or friends and relatives were eavesdropping outside the lavishly decorated bridal chamber, avoiding the peculiar noble tradition of witnessing a family merger.

The two, now formally husband and wife, could enjoy a romantic night belonging only to each other.

Moonlight gave a silver frost coating to the window of the bridal chamber, dewdrops formed on the silver goblets on the windowsill.

In the candlelit room, Olivia’s veil had already been removed, and Leon’s sword was leaning against the table.

The man’s fingertips hovered over the knot of hair at the back of the maiden’s head, gently caressing as if touching the freshly melted snow.

With slight force, his fingers lifted the silk that concealed the blue hairband, and took off what had symbolized their lifelong engagement.

The golden hair cascaded like a waterfall, its cold and silky strands enchanting.

The ceremonial hairstyle, touched by no one except Leon, was liberated at last, and Olivia felt a shudder rise in her heart, with her breath slightly held.

Even if she’d almost gotten used to being teased, this time held a different significance from any in the past.

She now vaguely realized, Leon’s constant restraint and patience were understood today by Olivia, who truly recognized the significance of preserving their purity until now…..

Leon suddenly lowered his head to approach her.

“I must apologize to you.”

Her cheeks blushed under the candlelight, and Olivia was slightly dazed, “…For what?”

“Actually…

I’m not that upright a person, Olivia.

From the first time I saw you, I couldn’t help but fantasize about this day…Even to the extent of having thought of names for our children.” Leon shamelessly revealed to his closest person the immature hopes he’d hidden when they first met.

Olivia blinked, then burst out laughing.

“Oh~!

I was deceived by your upright facade back then, didn’t expect you to be a rude rogue from the beginning, it seems I shouldn’t have bothered with you~” The maiden turned her head, pretending to be annoyed.

Leon, however, lowered his head and without restraint kissed Olivia’s lips, gently lifting his little wife from the chair.

“…..Can’t blame me.

Having met such a beautiful and kind girl, what kind of a blockhead would I have to be to stop my affection for you?”

After all, I’m nothing like those unlucky fellows from Selva who got beaten by you from a young age.”

He chuckled but then grew serious.

“I just wanted to tell you, from the first moment I saw you, I was in love.

But I’m curious, Olivia, before I gave you the hairband, when was it that you were able to accept my feelings on that night?”

Brought to a head by Leon’s straightforward confession, Olivia slowly steadied her breath, her pretty face slightly turned away, and muttered softly, “Unlike you, you rascal, I was slower.

Initially, I only instinctively felt you weren’t bad, so I helped you…

Turns out…

I was mistaken, and there was a bad guy with ulterior motives hidden among you…”