Chapter 11

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and soon enough, the twins became three years old. Keyne told he'll first go into banishment, then Hwei-ru would be the next one. Hunter surprised everyone by proposing to Margret. She cried and replied yes. Anastasia was jumping up and down in happiness. She was, once again, the one to start this and organize the wedding.

"What if I mess up?! What if she says no?!"

"You'll be okay, dramatic bitch. I know that little shit well and she loves you more than anything. If she says no, then she's an imposter." That's what motivated Hunter to propose to his girlfriend.

On the day of the wedding, the entire empire was having a holiday. Obviously, since the socialites would kinda have a day off, so Anastasia declared a holiday for the lower class.

On that day, Anastasia was wearing a white suit and if she cut her hair short, people would think she's a rich playboy even if she isn't. She had a face that could be called a doll, a face that suits a guy and a girl.

She adjusted her brother's tie. He was about 1100 years old, yet didn't know how to do a tie. Good, she didn't want him to strangle himself to death.

"I'm nervous."

"You'll be okay."

"What if she runs away?"

Anastasia narrowed her eyes. "If she does, she's kidnapped by someone, bro."

"Yes, I know. You don't need to tell it to me every five seconds." he rubbed his hands in panic. Keyne patted his son's shoulder. "It's okay, you'll be fine."

Soon enough, he found himself at the altar waiting for the love of his life. The love of his life was panicking herself, and Cassandra was doing her best to calm her down.

"What if he runs away?!"

"Uhhhh, you can find another husband to get back at him?" I told you, she's doing her best not a good job. Margret started crying. Hwei-ru rolled her eyes and forcefully held Margret's face to look at her.

"Listen up, buttercup! You're going to be married to the love of your life at last! If me and my husband didn't separate you two after being in a relationship, I'd be having grandkids by now!" Margret blushed at the grandkids' part.

Hwei-ru continued. "Look, I got married to my husband like it was a business deal, yet we fell in love. You are one of the luckiest people to get married to someone good for you, and you have loved my son unconditionally. I love you because I have known you for a long and you aren't a leech.

"Also, I have broken my son's heart a million times. I hope he forgives me. I have never seen him happier, I hope you forgive me too."

"What? Your majesty?"

"Yes, I should ask for forgiveness. My husband's going on a vacation tomorrow, and I ain't going along with him. You'd be seeing me nearly every day and I can't rest without you saying that you accept my apology.

"So do you accept my apology?" Margret nodded. "Yes, I do."

"Good, I want to hear those on the aisle when you're standing right beside my son. So you're ready to walk on the aisle?"

Margret nodded. "Good, then."

The flower girls were the twins. Everyone cooed how they threw the flowers everywhere. Those little shits started walking when they were already 12 months old.

Anastasia was the one who witnessed their first steps. They visited her every day since she's the only one who could calm them down.

Once the flowers were finished, they waddled like little ducks to Anastasia. She peered at them. "Now you cutie pies want upsies?" That's the code word for little shits. She tried her best to not curse in front of them. Nobody wants their babies' first word to be a curse word.

They gave her bright smiles and puppy eyes, Anastasia sighed in defeat and picked them. They kissed her cheeks, and she sighed again. "I can never be mad at you two." Everyone was kind of uncomfortable seeing Anastasia's soft side. Once again! That shitty stereotype!

The doors opened to a dressed in white Margret. It flabbergasted Hunter. She was already beautiful, but now she just became even more beautiful. Anastasia lifted his jaw. "Boy, your jaw is going to fall off your face." he blinked and swallowed audibly. She smirked and patted his shoulder. "Good luck, boy. She's going to torture you." what?

Everyone stood up as she softly walked towards the altar. Anastasia grumbled under her breath. "Can she walk faster? We don't got all day!"

Soon, Margret stood right beside her husband-to-be. The priest started reading the holy book. The twins were already sleeping on Anastasia. Why do I have to suffer from ten pounds on both sides, she thought. Hwei-ru and Keyne took the twins in their arms and Anastasia stretched.

"So do you take Margret Agas as your wife?"

"I do."

"And do you take Hunter Lyttleton-Annesley as your husband?"

"I do!"

"I now announce you both as husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Anastasia yelled from the back. "Please don't make out!" too late. Margret threw the bouquet up in the air and wrapped her arms around her husband's neck. She kissed him hard and everyone cheered.

The bouquet landed in Anastasia's hands, and the surrounding ladies gasped. She stared at it, wide-eyed. She would be the next one to get married?!