In the Green Imperial Capital, Tittanya, in the Rose Palace.
White marble paved the ground like a path, surrounded by dark, neatly laid lawns. Flower beds carved from delicate white stone lined both sides of the path, filled with pure white roses. These roses ranged in size, some still buds wrapped in emerald leaves, intertwined and clustered together, creating an elegant and clear scene.
Compared to the past, the palace is more lively today, because today is the wedding day of the Crown Prince of the Empire and his fiancée, the daughter of the Landsworthy family.
Now, the eldest daughter of the Landsworthy family, Frosia, is in the dressing room, receiving help from the maids, tidying her hair, applying light and beautiful makeup, and putting on a gorgeous and complicated elegant dress.
Her long, golden hair, like the sun, was gently pulled up, secured with a flower-vine hairpin woven from gold and silver threads. Her fair face was framed by pale, dark eyebrows. Her thin lips were painted with lipstick the color of a beautiful, round pearl.
The dress is all white, with the upper part embellished with white lace and gold leaves, and the wide lower part slightly lifted, with delicate and lifelike white roses in it.
A pair of lace gloves with flowers and vines wrapped around her hands, and her delicate wrists could be seen through the tiny gaps in the patterns.
A golden leaf necklace was gently picked up and placed in front of this peerless woman. It was passed around her swan-like neck, lifting the golden hair at the back and carefully tied. Then it was gently adjusted to reveal the gem-studded pendant on her chest. Its shape was exactly the symbol of verdure, a red and green rose.
Finally, after being checked several times by several palace maids and ladies-in-waiting, the girl who was as beautiful as the sun slowly stood up. Behind her, the maids were already on standby, gently lifting up her long and beautiful skirt.
When the girl and her maids arrived at the garden gate, dozens of carriages were already waiting quietly. These carriages were all made of precious wood and had gilded floral decorations on the corners. Accompanying these carriages were hundreds of knights riding white unicorns.
As one of the four great ducal families, the Landsworth family's fiefdom is not much different in size from that of West Wind, and is very wealthy. The elite Unicorn Knights within these families are also extremely powerful, and each of them is above Sequence 6.
Now these knights were wearing exquisite full-body silver armor, with long white feathers on the top of their helmets. There were also white silk rose ornaments tied under the necks of their unicorns. When their hooves occasionally stepped on the stone slabs, green grass sprouts would emerge from the cracks in the stone slabs.
When all the members of the Landsworthy family's entourage boarded the carriages one by one, the knights followed suit. Some of them led the way in front, while others guarded the carriages on both sides and moved forward slowly.
The motorcade slowly advanced, and after exiting the palace, hundreds of children in white dresses followed the rear of the motorcade. These children, aged 12 to 15, each carried a flower basket and tossed countless petals into the air as the motorcade advanced.
Today, the imperial capital had no worries about traffic jams, as all the streets had been cleared for them. On both sides of the road, the citizens of the imperial capital, eagerly awaiting the convoy, lined their arms with white silk scarves, waving at the motorcade, creating a bustling scene. Simultaneously, musicians, already prepared, began playing on both sides of the road. The lively and celebratory music, mingled with the people's blessings, filled the air with a clamor.
The streets of the imperial capital were lined with colorful flags, and clean, neat red carpets were laid out in front of the carriages. Such extravagance was not only a reflection of the imperial majesty, but also a display of the nation's pride and honor.
When the carriage entered the main street of the imperial capital, it became even more lively.
Pairs of waving arms and pairs of eager, curious eyes crowded together on both sides of the road. People stood on tiptoe to watch the carriage entering the road.
On both sides of the road where more than 100,000 people were vying to watch, about 20,000 halberd guards formed two neat dividing lines. Inside these silver-armored halberd guards were 2,000 elite ceremonial knights. They wore red and green robes and held long flagpoles in their hands. Each flagpole had a noble's family crest on it.
When the motorcade reached the main road, celebratory music was heard from the houses on both sides. Red and green rose petals were lifted by the breeze and floated towards the noisy crowd below, landing on the red carpet in the middle or on the accompanying personnel.
For a moment, the entire city was enveloped in the joy of this wedding celebration. Delicate petals fluttered in the wind, accompanied by melodious and joyful songs. Even the outskirts of the city were much more peaceful today. No one was causing trouble today. Many people living in poverty could also receive high-quality food donated by the nobles, allowing them to cheer for the future of this country.
Finally, the white rose-adorned motorcade slowly stopped at the central palace gate, where the crown prince, dressed in a white suit, was already waiting. His collar and cuffs were decorated with golden vines, and on his chest were two freshly picked bright roses, one red and one green.
Well-dressed noble attendants came forward from both sides and laid a white velvet carpet from the carriage door to the palace steps. Such pure white fur was unbearable to desecrate, but now it was just a carpet for people to step on.
The maids opened the door and helped the graceful girl carefully get out of the carriage. Her enamel high heels with white background and gold flowers gently landed on the soft carpet.
The girl in a white dress stood in the sun, her hair reflecting the light and dark like the sun, and her breathtakingly beautiful face was like the most amazing gem in the world.
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