Chapter 387: The Morning After
The alliance being brokered between the Tsar of Russia and the future Grand Prince of Tyrol was something that nobody would be aware of until much later. Rather, the entire attention of the reception for Erwin and Alya’s wedding was on their relationship and the beauty it represented.
Not only the coming of a new age of nobility were common and noble classes intertwined to the point of marriage, but also the end of the war. It was a wedding in the wake of a very cold and dark winter.
Spring had come, and the winds of war had passed. The storm was well beyond the horizon, and the future was bright. This was indeed one of the reasons Heidi had prepared her son’s wedding for the beginning of spring.
But as with all good things in life, the party soon came to an end, as Erwin and Alya found their hearts beating steadily as they climbed the steps to groom’s bedroom where they spent their first night together as husband and wife.
By this time, even the Tsar and his family had left the estate. But when Nicholas did so, there was a silent and tacit understanding between him and Bruno that some form of agreement had been made.
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Bruno awoke bright and early the next day as he descended the staircase, after taking a morning shower, and performing other basic hygiene that was required before any civilized man began his usual routine.
After which he sat down at the breakfast table, noticing that his entire family were gathered other than the newlywed couple, to which Bruno smirked while the maid poured him his daily cup of coffee, taking a brief sip and smiling with closed eyes, as if he had entered a state of true bliss.
Only after building up such a silent and smug atmosphere did he finally make an inappropriate joke about son’s wedding night.
"It would appear that I fully underestimated that boy’s stamina... I suppose he is at that age... Poor Alya..."
Heidi immediately rolled up the newspaper and smacked her husband on the shoulder like she was disciplining a mischievous stray, all the while commenting on his deliberately poor choice of words.
"Can’t you have the slightest decorum in front of our daughters? Why must you always do this?"