The moonlight, candlelight, church bells, and the priest's hymns made this lord's wedding beautiful. Talinnam sat in the crowd and watched the wedding slowly proceeding with interest.
He had imagined many times that one day he would have a wedding of his own, and then the bride would be Inia, the woman he would dream of countless nights.
Yes, one day, it will be hers. Talinnam thought, picking up the wine glass on the table. Knights are not allowed to drink, but today is a special case.
Talinnam said to himself.
Red wine is bitter, like blood...
Amidst the sound of blessings, the castle owner William took the bride's hand and slowly walked to the center of the hall.
The pastor gave his blessing, and then William stretched out his big hands and unveiled the bride's mysterious veil...
At this moment, Talinnam was dumbfounded.
The intense pain came to him like a tide.
He rubbed his eyes again to make sure he wasn't drunk.
Yes, he was not drunk. He, Talinnam, would not be drunk. He had never been drunk. And she...the bride turned out to be the beloved whom he thought about day and night.
Innia...
Talinnam almost shouted out. However, fear and reason suppressed the voice.
Talinnam felt that his world had collapsed. He had gone through life and death on the battlefield many times before, and he escaped from death every time, just for the faith and hope in his heart.
Innia was that hope. But now, the hope has been completely shattered.
Talinnam hoped that the person in front of him was not Innia, or was just a woman who looked very similar to her. However, when the priest read out the bride's name, Talinam even had this remaining illusion shattered.
"William Fernandos, will you take Lady Inia Caladia St. Calvin to be your wife?"
"I do, of course I do!"
As soon as the priest finished reading, the castle owner shouted excitedly.
Blessings and laughter came from all directions, surrounding the newlyweds, but Talinnam was sitting in the crowd at a loss. At this moment, as happy as the scene was, he felt sad. Bitter wine flowed down the corners of his mouth. At this moment
, Talinnam seemed to feel that the belief that had supported him for many years had disappeared.
Yes, when the illusion is shattered, everything just returns to the origin.
Talinnam laughed at himself because it turned out that he had been in unrequited love all along. The person he loved was already engaged.
The wedding ended quickly with a lot of noise. It was solemn and solemn for only a short time. This is not a palace, and there are not so many etiquette constraints. The priest just appeared hastily, took the money and left...
When the hall became noisy again, Talinnam could no longer stand the atmosphere. He was about to walk out, but was stopped by the castle owner loudly.
The crowd was bustling, but William soon found his benefactor.
That is indeed a benefactor. If it weren't for the brave knight, the vampire would still be hovering over the castle at this moment, and the wedding would not be held as scheduled. Tarynam, Tarynam, you are really a talent. It is you who single-handedly promoted this event.
A wedding.
Talinnam could only laugh at himself in his heart.
He didn't know how to face Innia next, how to face the girl of his dreams. However, what was supposed to come would eventually come. Everything seemed to be destined.
When the bride took the arm of Lord William and walked slowly this way, Tarynham had to adjust his posture and stood back up.
He turned around and sent blessings to the castle owner in a standard knightly manner. But the next second, his eyes unexpectedly met the bride's.
A trace of surprise and sadness passed through the woman's eyes. She stared at the handsome knight in front of her, affectionately and helplessly. But this emotional expression only lasted for a few seconds, and her reason brought her back to reality again.
"Talinam, let me introduce my wife - oh, no need, you were at the scene just now and saw it. Innia, my new wife."
Fat William stood up straight and made a grand introduction.
Then he turned sideways and introduced the knight in front of his wife——
"This is the unknown knight from Bretonnia that I told you. It was him who killed the vampire monster in Helgaard Castle. All the Helgaardians should be grateful to him. Of course, there is also me,
And you. Without him, God knows when our wedding can be held. Hahahaha..."
After saying that, the castle owner burst into laughter.
And Innia also extended a hand of friendship to the "Unknown Knight".
Taking the rough, thin hand, Talinnam felt mixed emotions. Once upon a time, he held her hand like this, but at that time, the female knight from the south was still an active girl. Her
The palms of his hands are even as rough as those of men, which are calluses worn away from holding weapons for a long time.
Talinnam likes this rough feeling, as if they are in the same world. Although those aristocratic young women who grew up in palace mansions have delicate skin, Talinam always feels that he is incompatible with them and does not belong to them.
People in the same world. But Innia is different. He and she are both knights, and both have fought on the most terrifying frontline battlefields.
Innia, like him, had come into contact with the common people at the bottom, homeless people, and beggars, and was full of sympathy and pity for them. They were almost the same kind of people, but unfortunately, they were not the same people in the end.
Holding the familiar yet unfamiliar hand, Talinnam kissed it gently with the utmost chivalric etiquette, but his heart was torn in half at this moment.
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"Talynham..."
Talinnam didn't know how Innia found him. When the laughing crowd was still toasting and drinking in the hall, Inia didn't know when she had arrived behind Talinnam.
She whispered his name.
Talinnam didn't know how to respond.
He turned around slowly, and when no one was around, they could finally reveal their true colors.
"You...how did you get engaged to him?"
The words stuck in his throat, and it was hard to say a word for a long time. Finally, Talinnam finally spoke.
Innia stood there and just sighed helplessly.
"It's hard to describe, Tallinn..."
She said softly, with gentle eyes, as clear as the moon fountain at night.
"You know, these years... these years..."
Innia stretched out a hand to stop Talinnam from continuing.
"Maybe this is fate, Talin..." She sighed softly, "Maybe this is all the arrangement of the gods."
"Forget me, Talinnam, maybe it was already destined that you and I would be where we are today."
"Go and pursue the truth. You should continue to move forward along that path. Caring about me will make you lose yourself."
She continued -
"The purest truth..."
"Maybe, it chose you..."
Looking at the endless darkness of the night, Innia murmured to herself.