Amidst numerous priests and nobles, she walked in. Her expression was blank, but her gait was that of a princess of a nation—of royalty. A dignified and elegant white dress flowed over her body, and her beautiful features sparkled in the sunlight, dazzling the eyes of the onlookers. Standing before Guest, Jane Howard listened to the Archbishop's liturgy, bit her lip, took a deep breath, and finally spoke.

Yes. I swear.

Next was Guest's turn to utter the words of the oath, and then it was time for the kiss to begin. To Jane Howard, that space where everyone held their breath felt as if she were underwater. The moment she saw Pierce Defensord biting his lip and clenching his fists, she strangely felt like running to him... but on the other hand, she also felt a resentment toward him for just watching helplessly.

'I guess you didn't have the courage to run away... or perhaps your love wasn't that deep...'

I am ready.

Her long eyelashes were visible, and her small, cherry-like lips came into view. Slowly lifting the veil... it was time to head toward the final finale.

Inhale... exhale...