Chapter 4: Banquet With Annoying Warlocks
Is this really happening? Has my life really changed all in one day? I was now the daughter-in-law of the wealthiest family in the Empire, I was now Sylvia Hartford, no longer a Melvyn.
My stomach was tied in a knot, I kept gulping countless times. I could only hear the rhythm of the song playing in my head like a slow beat that got me lost, maybe this is what I needed right now, I’m still getting used to the fact that I’m actually married, and now I was at the after-party, a banquet held just for us.
After the wedding, the carriage carried me back to Hartford Manor. I can still remember how I was amazed by the majestic environment I was never used to, a castle. But I just had to tell myself that this was my home now.
A group of dancers performed a slow beat dance as the instrumentalist played a wonderful sound. I tried my best to focus on the music as laughs and talks filled the round table like a plague.
"Congratulations Cedric, you got yourself, a silver-haired," a man called James Albert said, who I was told was one of the ambassadors. His silver-haired wife beside him, she was more uncomfortable around her husband and his eating habits like a pig. If I remembered correctly her name was Camille Albert, she was beautiful and dressed wonderfully in a blue slender gown, along with a white long sleeve kimono on top embodied with blue design.
All silver-haired had the same hair and eyes, only features and character traits differentiated us. Her husband James was all fat like a ball, brown hair gelled backward, black eyes, eating to his content.
I looked away as a wave of nausea found me but I held it in, I was mostly dining with middle-aged men that held high status just like Cedric. They were all ambassadors of the Empire as I was told.
"Make sure you enjoy yourself" James adds, winking at Cedric.
I grimaced at his words, Cedric just peacefully took his wine glass and took a sip of it, not minding the world around him like he was in his own solitude, for a second it seems like he didn’t agree to this marriage as to the banquet just like me, but the kiss was breaking that thought as I slowly reach and felt my lips once again. Why did I keep remembering it, it was annoying!