Chapter 24: Empirial Wedding

The warm Amayan sun, shrouded in the moist aqua glow of the Amayan pillars, passed through the layers of blue-gray clouds, showering its golden brilliance on the aquiline imperial city. Festive red and pink ribbons flowed in the air, red-purple-blue petals raining on the imperial streets.

At the gates of the imperial palace were the Crown Prince and Prince Noore, one on black and the other on white Myifs. The Crown Prince was in dark purple-blue robes, with golden intricate embroidery of rivers of stars on the sleeves and belt. The front part of his black hair was held up in his gold-purple crown as the rest flowed freely behind his back.

Prince Noore was in dark red with golden and blue embroidery of diamonds and vines on his belt and sleeves, his red crown holding his ashy-blonde in place. Sitting on their Myifs with their back straight and expression serious, the aqua glow of the aquiline pillars shined on their figures, enhancing their regal and ethereal appearance.

Even the group of ministers and envoys behind them with their solemn auras were not able to prevent the females from squealing and sighing in adoration as they gazed at the princes with infatuated eyes.

"I cannot believe our Princes are getting married today. That too, to foreign princesses." The females lamented as they admired the princes, feeling as if a chunk of their flesh was being cut out.

"I know, right? I mean, of all the ladies in the empire, why did they have to marry foreign princesses? That is like handing our most precious possession to strangers on a silver platter. They get not only our treasure but also enjoy the excess money they make from selling the plate, meaning ruling us in the future."

"Well, what can you do about it? The marriage was set by the Regent Prince himself. Could you dare to challenge his decision?"

"Yes. If you challenge the Regent Prince openly and force him to change his decision, I will be your slave for life?"

"Ha, why not you go and challenge him? I promise I will be your slave for life."

"There is really no way of stopping this wedding, is there?"

"If there was, would this day have even arrived? I tell you, stop whining and just accept the inevitable. This princesses are now the Amayan Empire's future."

The same topic of conversation was being discussed not only by the commoners in front of the palace gates but also by the aristocratic and noble ladies gathered in the main hall of the imperial palace, where the congratulatory banquet was set to take place.

"Have those foreign princesses reached the palace gates yet? They have the gal to have the princes wait for them for so long?"

"What do you know? They must be taking their time dressing up and adorning themselves, how else could they be so good-looking?"

"Well, it is not like they have anything else, so we might as well allow them to flaunt off their one advantage. In the end, it is their wedding day."

"Is it not? They got nothing but surface beauty, so of course, they will take their time to make their one best feature stand out."

Disdainful sneers and laughter resounded throughout the hall, as the ladies raised their heads with haughty arrogance, thinking themselves better than the princesses they claimed to be talentless. The princesses whose sedans had just reached the palace gates.

The long procession of female servants, black-armored guards, and civilians finally stopped in front of the two princes on their Myifs, ministers of the Amayan court, and envoys from the six realms surrounding them. The sedans were placed down as the servants gave respectful salutes to the princes.

The people immediately quieted down, influenced by the solemn atmosphere, as they tried to peer into the flapping curtains and catch a glimpse of the rumored princesses.

The princesses of the empire's focus.

On sensing the sudden lack of movement, the two princesses perked their ears and straightened their postures, waiting for their respective partners to approach their sedans. They needed their guidance to enter the palace, as per tradition.

Guiding their Myifs forward, Crown Prince Lail stopped in front of the first sedan, turning his ride around. Just as Prince Noore was about to proceed towards the second, one of the maids stepped out.

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"Prince Noore, the first sedan is Princess Nari's." She said with a bowed head.

"Is Princess Qamari not supposed to be in the first sedan?" Frowning, Crown Prince Lail wiped his head around, asking sternly with displeasure.

"Why is my Crown Princess Consort in the back when her sedan chair should have been the first?"

As the surroundings were quiet, his question resounded quite loudly in the area, making those unaware of the substitution of the brides to knit their brows in confusion. Immediately however, whispers and murmurs spread among the crowd as the events of the night before were retold by those in the know with embellishes and flavor.

"Prince Noore and the Jinn Kingdom's Princess Nari had an affair?" A woman shrieked in shock, her eyes widening in disbelief.

"You are telling me Prince Noore and Princess Nari had an affair, causing the brides to be switched? How long has this Princess been in our empire to already get into a relationship with Prince Noore?" One man said with confusion.

"Is that the important point here now? The important point is the question of this princess's character. I mean, Prince Noore was supposed to be her cousin's spouse and yet, she slept with him."

"You are right. If she could sleep with her own cousin's spouse, how could she be anything good?"

"Do not forget the fact that she did such an act outside the bonds of marriage. It is great that the true face of such a shameless woman was exposed before our Crown Prince married her. But with such a cousin, how good could the other princess be?" A female who admired the Crown Prince could not stop voicing her concerns.

"Is such a woman even worthy of becoming the Princess Consort of the Amayan Empire?"

As the murmurs of the people grew louder, they reached Princess Nari's ears who was sitting in the front. Her face turned dark as she scowled, anger turning her cheeks ugly red. She was on the brink of explosion when the Crown Prince's voice resounded again.

"Step this sedan chair aside and move Princess Qamari's sedan ahead. It is against palace protocol to move above one's station. The Crown Princess Consort is the future Empress of the Amayan Empire. How could she be behind someone of lower status?" Crown Prince Lail ruthlessly rebuked the servants, his anger stunning the crowd into silence. They looked at the servants with sympathetic eyes.

Although everyone admired the Crown Prince for his achievements and outstanding abilities, no one in the empire dared to get close to him for fear of saying or doing something that offended him. The wrath of the death god was not something the weak could bear.

What no one was aware of was that this whole façade was arranged by Crown Prince Lail himself. To let the whole empire know of his true Crown Princess Consort's name and make sure his name is completely disassociated with Princess Nari, he sent the exact same sedan with his black armored guards.

He also gave Princess Qamari a wedding dress of his choice to delay her departure from the mansion, letting Princess Nari's sedan be first.

This way, in front of the citizens of the Amayan Empire, he could declare his Crown Princess's name and with his men among the crowd providing details of the events that transpired the night before, Princess Nari would no longer be related to him.

He could not allow his soon-to-be Crown Princess Consort to be wronged in anyway. The whole empire deserved to know her name.

Following his command, the female servants and guards reshuffled as they moved Princess Nari's sedan aside and moved Princess Qamari's ahead. When the sedan arrived in front of the Crown Prince, the procession got back into position, waiting for the Crown Prince to lead.

"Good. Now, you all keep this one fact in mind, Princess Qamari is now my Crown Princess Consort and no one can take her place. Not in my life and neither in status or position. Let this be the last mistake you make. Understood?" Crown Prince Lail commended as he swept his sharp gaze on the servants and guards, his declaration shocking the crowd.

"Understood!" The servants and guards chorused in unison, causing the whole palace gate to shudder under their thunderous might.

"Humph, now let's move!" Turning his black Myif around, Crown Prince Lail led the procession into the imperial palace.

The name Princess Qamari, Crown Princess Consort was deeply branded into the minds of the spectators as they watched the golden sedan disappear into the aqua palace walls.

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