There were many slopes.
Julian woke up, and the royal family had a baby.
People cried and cheered for joy.
Of course, the news came from someone's mouth, so Julian wasn't very impressed.
He seemed to dismiss it as a joke.
"I want to show you something, Julian."
Bridget led Julian somewhere.
The doctor said it was okay to take a walk, so Julian woke up that day and went out of the bedroom for the first time.
Bridget headed to the bell tower of the Central Palace, where she once kissed Julian.
"Why here?"
"Well, follow me."
Bridget, holding Julian's big hand together, smiled and climbed the stairs.
"Too many stairs."
Julian complained.
Bridget knew what he meant and laughed.
He was worried about her being pregnant.
"Not so much that I can't go up and down the stairs yet."
She wrapped her hands around her belly.
Compared to when he was alone, it came out quite a bit, but considering that he was full-term, it was still cute.
"Soon."
"Anyway, I'm fine today."
When Julian was almost at the bell tower, he realized something was in commotion.
The place where the commotion was was in the square.
The moment Julian opened the door and stepped outside to look down at the square, Julian looked puzzled.
"Hurrah! Hooray!"
The people were shouting hurrah and waving their handkerchiefs.
"Is there an event?"
Julian casually asked that, and Bridget laughed again.
"They're glad you're awake."
Julian took one look at Bridget and then looked down at the square again.
"...Me."
It was an awkward face, as if he didn't know what to say.
He looked nervous, but it wasn't like that; he wasn't immune to this kind of situation for the first time, so he couldn't manage his facial expressions.
"Ever since you didn't wake up, the people have gathered in the square and prayed for you."
"..."
"They brought flowers and letters and decorated them in front of the front door, praying that you would wake up. Now they gather every day to celebrate and rejoice at your wake-up.
"..."
Julian said nothing.
Bridget just waited for him in silence.
So that he can think and feel slowly.
Julian looked down at the square in silence for a long time.
What is he thinking?
Looking at his handsome profile in thought, Bridget wondered.
Finally, Julian raised his eyes to look at Bridget.
"Bridget."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Bridget bent her knees slightly and replied politely.
King of the people.
As a tribute to him who has been reborn as a true King.
When Bridget first called him to speak to him in private, Julian was angry, thinking that she was keeping her distance.
At that time, Julian considered the throne cumbersome and burdensome, so he didn't want Bridget to think of him as King.
But now Julian did not feel uncomfortable or offended by the word "King."
He also responded to Bridget's example and said solemnly,
"You are the one who made me King."
The people will soon know about it.
Or maybe they already know.
Bridget's eyes widened.
Julian suddenly knelt before her
"They need a wise and strong Queen, as they have done with me, Bridget."
"Julian..."
"Will my Queen be the leader of this country?"
"I will do so, Your Majesty."
Julian smiled brightly and hugged her.
***
It was a grand wedding.
Bridget was pregnant, so it didn't feel like it was going fast, but everything was perfectly prepared.
It was a mere mistress, and there was no problem with the sloppy label of being the wife of a fallen family.
"The Queen will inherit the curse!"
While Julian was asleep, prophets appeared from all over the country and prophesied loudly.
When Bridget revealed her red eyes in front of the crowd in public, everyone understood.
The prophecy has already come true.
Nevertheless, there were certainly those who wanted to discredit Bridget.
"The bride has no family to enter holding her hand on the wedding day, so what can she do?"
It was a mockery of Bridget's family's inadequacy.
However, the story soon became clear.
The Duke of Elysia had announced that she would enter the wedding day holding Bridget's hand.
It meant that the Elysia family would be Bridget's backdrop in the future.
Bridget's honor, which had been marred countless times, was filled with the honor of the most prestigious Duke of Elysia.
No one dared to speak ill of Bridget anymore.
Despite the tight schedule, not only local aristocrats but also foreign state guests rushed to attend the wedding.
Leticia, who had to leave the palace, of course, also returned.
Count Lunarak completely changed course and brought Leticia into the palace with all kinds of gifts. It was a bribe for Bridget.
There have been many changes in the Lunarak family.
Count Lunarak had begun to sneer at Leticia's eyes.
Leticia was now the queen's confidant.
Count Lunarak could no longer antagonize Leticia.
Leticia felt awkward and proud of it.
She just thought it was good that her father listened to her opinion without interfering with her wishes.
However, the moment she saw Duke Elysia holding Bridget's hand at the wedding, Leticia felt like she had been hit in the head.
'Wow, that's cool.'
Duke Elysia wore the white robe worn by the bride's father, and a ceremonial sword was worn around her waist.
The second-highest-ranking woman in the country after the Queen.
The head of a family.
Until now, Leticia thought Bridget was great and wonderful.
It was natural. Whoever made her the owner.
But the moment she saw Duke Elysia, Leticia felt like she had been reborn.
'Can I be like that?'
Her heart was pounding.
After the wedding, Bridget watched the dancers in the reception hall.
It was early spring when the year had changed and the social season had not yet begun.
In fact, it was more accurate to say that it was late winter.
Originally, no banquets were held at this time.
However, since the wedding was held in a hurry to avoid making the baby out of wedlock, Julian and Bridget had no choice.
After Bridget officially became Queen, she had to give birth to a baby before she could be called royalty.
Thus, in this chilly season, the royal family had a hard time buying all the flowers that bloomed in greenhouses all over the country.
Due to the enormous cost of the process, Bridget insisted on replacing the floral arrangements with paper flowers, but Julian insisted.
"I want to give my wife a perfect wedding."
If he hadn't lost consciousness, he would have been able to hold the ceremony while he still had access to flowers.
Julian didn't want to make something that would take him to heart.
Thus, the banquet hall was full of premature flowers.
It was the first spring to come to the royal palace.
Bridget smiled happily as she looked at the splendid banquet hall with flowers, candles, and beautifully decorated nobles.
But Julian sensed the subtle emotion that came with the happiness very slightly
"It's a sad face."
Bridget smiled softly.
"It's a little bit like I can't dance with you."
She stroked her belly.
The day when a child is about to be born is not far away.
It was impossible to dance in a dress with a body that was difficult to walk.
"You're going to dance for many days to come. When the baby is born and you recover your health, I'll make you dance until you get tired of it."
Bridget was glad that Julian said that.
It may be a common saying.
But Bridget knew how special it was to hear Julian promise her future.
"Will you dance with me?"
"Of course."
"Do you know how to dance?"
Julian grinned with a handsome face.
"I'll learn."
He had never learned to dance.
"Shameless!"
Bridget laughed.
"Even if my body wasn't like this, I wouldn't be able to dance today."
Thinking about it, she had no regrets.
She whispered softly to Julian.
"Maybe it's a good thing we didn't dance."
"Hmm?"
Julian was puzzled, and Bridget glanced at the corner of the reception room.
Millea was wiping away tears in the corner.
"If we had danced, Millea would have cried for joy and passed out."
She was originally Millea, who was excited to show tears in front of people.
However, she couldn't control her tears today.
However, she couldn't help but watch the wedding and reception while crying.
Just as the Duke of Elysia played a role as a member of the bride's family, Millea graced the occasion today as Julian's mother.
Of course, she didn't officially become the King's mother, but she did. At the wedding hall and at the reception, Millea's seat was second only to Bridget's, closest to Julian.
"Julian, go and appease Millea."
Bridget patted Julian on his back.
Julian willingly stepped down from his throne and approached Millea, who fled in a seven-colored fray.
"Whew, Your Majesty. Whew! Don't come!"
She hid in a corner and cried to avoid people's eyes, but when Julian approached, everyone's eyes were on her.
Bridget, who had sent Julian on purpose to stop Millea's tears, laughed mischievously.
Everyone laughed together at Julian and Millea's friendly appearance.
It was a happy wedding.
Julian opened the treasury and held a festival for ten days.
The people also ate and drank together to celebrate the royal auspiciousness.
The whole country was filled with joy and gladness.
Bridget suddenly remembered the regrets and words of her past life.
Who knew?
Even if she is pointed at as a bad woman, she will not give in to how the world sees her, and she will become the subject of her own life and live a new life where she will not be swayed by others.
That courage could have made such a tremendous difference.
Later, history may record her as a villainess who defied social notions.
But she wasn't afraid of that.
It would just be a record of jealousy scrawled by those who wanted to control her.
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