The Witch's Curse
The Royal Wedding

Cordovan Castle, which was destroyed, managed to recover beautifully, thanks to the magic of the Dragon. The mystical creature has now been transformed back into Queen Isyana, and the beauty of the castle seems to welcome the elegance emitted by the first lady who has just risen from her death.

The people and all the royal entities that had been displaced, now, regrouped in the palace courtyard. They received special invitations to attend the resurrection ceremony of the Kingdom of Cordovan and also a small declaration of the union of the four kingdoms into the Empire.

In this crucial and heroic moment, the leaders did not hesitate to distribute compensation for the damages that occurred. National treasures have been dismantled, and will be used for the rebuilding of devastated areas, and the procurement of food resources that must be in place immediately.

Although the recovery magic of the Dragon already includes significant improvements, there are some things that need special attention from the regional government, especially regarding food and work. People who managed to survive, of course, are very tiddled to live their activities again if without initial capital. The kings agreed to support everything for the prosperity of the imperial people.

".... With this, I, Markian de Cordovan, declare myself Emperor of the United Kingdom" said the Markian Emperor before the sacred altar, which was witnessed by all the people of the empire, without exception.

"LIVE EMPEROR!!"

"LIVE EMPEROR!!"

The screeches of the emperor's glory colored the process of unification of the four kingdoms. The queen who looked next to the emperor, smiled gently towards his subjects. The Emperor and his current Empress, enjoyed this celebration with great joy. They will focus on distributing assistance for an entire week, then, just hold a wedding that has been coveted. Their marriage will be recorded in the history of the British Empire. The Empress and the Emperor certainly could not wait to declare their love before the people of the Empire.

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Beautiful flowers and sparkling gold ornaments appear to decorate the high and magnificent palace space. The wedding of the Emperor and Empress, finally can be held with great fanfare. The post-war recovery process was short and quick, thanks to the help of great magic and the diligence of the appointed officers. It did not take long, the Emperor's wedding agenda as well as the celebration of the unity of the continent, will be officially held.

A large stage loomed inside the palace multipurpose building. The stage is set against a beautiful palace wall decorated with beautiful all-white ornaments that symbolize purity. Above the ceiling of the palace, intricate and beautiful carvings also create a romantic and elegant atmosphere, when exposed to the morning sun. The building corridor looked graceful with accents of large, brightly lit candles. All eyes that looked at him would be amazed by the grandeur of the wedding ceremony that would soon be held.

The atmosphere was inevitable. The people and nobles, mixed into one, enlivened the wedding of their leader with joy. The social classes were no longer noticed, when they, together, had survived the calamities that ravaged the continent. At least, the wars that took place, had a positive impact on the class unity of society in the empire. Not only humans, but also other nations such as fairies and dwarves. The Kingdom of Elsavador is a Kingdom belonging to fairies and dwarves, which seems impossible in the Continent of Britani, but, apparently, the kingdom really stands. Delegates from other Kingdoms also enlivened invited guests. The event is truly grand and grand, and is attended by guests from different races and nations.

"The bride enters the room," cried the host, disperse the reverie of the guests admiring the splendor of the wedding decorations. The beautiful and elegant empress walked slowly on stage, with King Zanzabir III, who had just arrived from the Kingdom of Puth. With her long black hair unraveling beautifully, the Empress looked graceful and dazzling. She set her legs small in a white dress accented by stars and the moon made of pure silk. The queen looks beautiful and charming. On his neck, there was a shining blue gem pendant. Empress Isyana smiled happily as she continued walking towards the Emperor whom she loved so much.

Meanwhile, the mighty Emperor had been waiting for the arrival of the Empress in front of the holy altar with the Great Advisory Lord. The emperor was dressed in perfectly polished black silk, with a red sash bearing the image of a golden dragon that is now a symbol of the British Empire. The Emperor's somewhat curly hair, decomposed wildly around his head that was covered in a huge Crown. With a gentle, loving look, he patiently welcomed his heart. Not long after, they then tied the promise individually, accompanied by praise and also an oath from the Grand Counselor. The wedding ceremony closes with the exchange of rings and kisses of the eternal soul symbol.

"With this, I declare the Markian Emperor and Empress Isyana, legal as a married couple," concluded the Grand Counsel steadily with a standing ovation from the invited guests.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Long live Her Majesty the Empress!"

The guests expressed their delight at the joining of two men who would become the new future of the British Empire. The guest's voice was boisterous-low, accompanied by thunderous laughter in the air. A mixture of emotions rippled out from behind the crowd. Screeches of joy, mixed with the weeping of novelty and also the happy laughter of the invited guests. No one can dwell in this iconic sacred moment. The Empire's wedding, for the first time, was held, after a thousand years had passed. Everyone seemed satisfied and grateful for the blessings that came upon this British Continent.

The wedding ceremony has ended boisterously and beautifully. At this time, the wedding reception began. The Empress and Emperor appeared to wear other, more modest Royal Dresses yet still exuded elegance. Guests from other countries along with fairies and dwarves began to greet the two brides. They are very happy to be able to join in this magnificent wedding celebration.

"Greet His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress,"

"Greet His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress,"

"Greetings, Your Majesty,"

Suddenly, there was one voice that made the Empress rise from her throne.

"Your Majesty the Queen! His Highness the Prince!" Shouted the Empress, then poured into the arms of Queen Elsa who had just arrived from the Kingdom of Puth with the crown prince, Prince Akbar.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty,"

Prince Akbar hugged his youngest brother who had turned adult, in a matter of months. He had not expected, his little and innocent sister, to now become the Empress of a continent.

"Sister!"

The empress hugged her brother with a close embrace, like longing for him for a long time. His sister also returned the hug was no less tight. However, the Emperor seemed to be clenching and jealous over their familiarity.

"His Majesty the Emperor,"

"Her Majesty the Queen, Your Highness the Prince,"

They exchanged greetings politely. The Emperor could not hold his heart that was jealous of his wife's treatment of his brother. The Empress snorted in annoyance, however, finally understanding the Husband's feelings, because, she had long since disappeared. The empress then returned to her throne gracefully, and waved towards her family, despite appearing heavy. He was still obliged to finish this reception, before spending time with the family from the Puth Kingdom.

King Zanzabir III, who had been present as the bride's guardian, managed to come first after hearing of the war that occurred in the Kingdom of Cordovan. The king and five platoons of troops prepared as reinforcements to help repel the enemy who attacked Cordovan. Luckily, his presence to Cordovan was just after the enemy was successfully obliterated. The panicked King, finally calmed down, after seeing his daughter safe and was with King Markian.

"I have a surprise for you tonight, my wife," whispered the Markian Emperor to his wife. The Empress was astonished, she was curious.

"What's that? Can you just now?"

"Hm... No. gabe. Later in the night," the Emperor said with a mischievous smile.

The empress tried to think and study the meaning of her husband's unusual smile. Could it.....

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