I always thought I would be very nervous before my wedding day. After all, this is a once-in-a-lifetime event. But surprisingly, this time I was completely calm.
Probably because I knew in advance that everything would go well.
All the preparations for the ceremony were completed in the shortest amount of time. Even my wedding dress, which Rachel had ordered for me earlier, was still intact. The amazing thing is that since that time and Camilla's arrival at the palace, it hasn't been disposed of.
And even though Rachel offered to sew another one for me, I refused. After all, I quite liked it. Besides, I should have worn it six months ago.
Now that all the turmoil of recent events had subsided, we were just resting. I lay on Rachel's chest in the imperial chambers while she stroked my hair. In fact, in fact, we had broken the rules-when we moved into the same chambers before we were married. But Cassius had never cared about that anyway…
