[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300: The Wedding

Funnily, Serena wasn’t related by blood to either of them, yet she alone qualified as an elder for both. With her religious background, she was the perfect one to proceed with the ceremony.

Now, normally, the wedding banquet would begin with a few words and then the guests would talk to the newlyweds while enjoying the hearty meal.

After a few hours of joyous celebration, the wedding ritual would commence.

However, when had the lord of the north followed the rituals so earnestly?

If it wasn’t that he wanted to announce to the whole world that Xion was his, he wouldn’t even bother with any of this ceremonial charade.

It was also said that if one offered their hunted beast to another, the bond would last forever.

Darius didn’t believe it at all.

If Ray heard it, he would have snorted angrily. Who was the one who went to hunt the four-winged snow wolf in the middle of the night?

That was a beast even he wouldn’t hunt without a full squad. If he were alone against it, he’d flee without hesitation.

Yet His Grace had been through all the trouble and now he was the one to guard the corpse.

"How infuriating," the knight commander muttered under his breath while kicking the hindleg of the seven-foot-tall white beast.

Did Darius care about Ray’s emotional outburst? Of course not.

After suppressing the celebration of four to five hours into a brief wait of a quarter of an hour, the great Archduke gave the command and the actual ceremony began.

The two young men stood side by side—one tall and broad-shouldered, the other half a head shorter, more delicate in build. Yet somehow, their presence felt perfectly matched.

Between them, the elder of the family stood with her chin held high.

Serena looked at Xion proudly before shifting her white pupils toward a floating scroll glowing softly in front of her.

Her regal, almost cold voice, carried over the now silent grand hall with solemnity and strength.

"Today, before the eyes of our ancestors, of sky and earth, of water and stone, of air and soul—we are gathered for the life-binding of these two hearts."

The noble guests bowed their heads along with Darius and Xion. They paid reverence to the five natural elements, the very foundation of all living things.

The second bow followed soon after, this time to honor the ancestors.

"Two fates. Two names. Two hearts. From this moment forward, they will be one. In sorrow or joy, in fall or rise, let the blood remember."

This time, only the two protagonists of the ceremony bowed their heads.

Xion’s hand trembled faintly. This was it, he thought. I am actually getting married to the Archduke.

The pressure in the room was intense. But then Darius gently squeezed his hand, grounding him like an anchor in a storm. And Xion’s wildly thumping heart steadied a bit.

The three bows for their life on earth, in heaven and in the next reincarnation, were completed without any problem.

As they stood still, the servant approached with a small gold tray bearing two crescent-shaped blades and two ivory cups of deep red wine.

He looks too eager, Xion thought, amused. With a faint smile and his heart thrumming in his temples, he too drank the wine in one go.

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