Finally, the Imperial family approached.
The lively conversations in the church naturally quieted as the Emperor and Callista stepped forward. The Emperor smiled as he stood before the newlyweds.
He said, looking between them, "Duke Arceus and Duchess Kiara. Congratulations."
Kiara bowed respectfully.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Arceus followed.
"We're honored by your presence."
The Emperor chuckled.
"I would've been rather offended if I hadn't been invited."
Even Kiara laughed softly at that.
Callista stood quietly beside him. She looked at Kiara, then at Arceus, and finally at the rings on their fingers. Her eyes gradually grew moist. She quickly lowered her head, trying to compose herself.
The Emperor noticed immediately.
"Dear?" His voice was gentle. "Why are you emotional?"
Callista blinked and hurriedly wiped the corner of her eye.
"It's nothing."
The Emperor smiled knowingly.
She shook her head.
"I was just… remembering our own wedding."
