The wedding, originally a scene brimming with joy and celebration, was overshadowed by the war threat brought by an uninvited guest, casting a thick cloud over the event.
The guests continued to lift their glasses, watching the couple on stage, their smiles unable to hide their worry.
Eleanor's face was also terribly grim (though it did not mar her beauty), as any girl with a decent temperament would be overwhelmed by such a disruption on her only wedding day.
However, Aske quickly took her hand, wrapped in white silk gloves, and smiled, saying:
"Let's continue."
This sentence seemed to hold immense power, and Eleanor immediately revived, once again revealing a sweet, joyful smile.
"Then..." The Archbishop of Germania sighed, adjusted the tea-colored glasses on his nose, and continued to hold the classic, asking, "Mr. Aske Lepeios Achilles, do you wish to..."
