My Dream is to Get My Own House - Chapter 124

Episode 124 (Final Chapter)

“This is truly touching…”

Emmanuel, who only knew that the wedding was happening now due to circumstances, blinked at the corners of his eyes as if holding back tears. He leaned towards Claude and Mung Mungi, seated at his table, and whispered as if appealing to them.

“Actually, I had a little conversation with other newlywed couples. They said that what I provided wasn’t just a home, but a true sanctuary of love.”

He sighed and leaned his head on Claude’s shoulder, releasing the tension in his nose.

Thanks to Claude quickly pulling his shoulder away, he narrowly avoided hitting his head on the table.

However, he was chuckling.

“Hahaha! I am truly happy!”

At this moment, Emmanuel looked like the happiest person in the world.

But there was someone who had been eagerly and impatiently awaiting their wedding more than anyone else.

It was none other than the Emperor, who was in charge of officiating.

He stood alone at the end of the wedding aisle, rolling his foot on the ground and gazing into the air.

‘Me, officiating…’

He looked around the cottage’s courtyard, deeply moved.

‘Even though the guests are acting strange, it’s fine.’

The newlywed couples and the Knight Department Team 1 members were daringly eating cake with their noses up, knowing they were close to the Emperor.

Whether they said it or not, he was mentally rehearsing the officiating words, fidgeting his body.

‘I can do this, right? It’s the most nerve-wracking moment in life.’

And then, the clock struck twelve, the appointed time for the wedding to begin.

The moment had finally arrived.

Accompanied by the gentle melody of the piano, Lady Diana and Grand Duke Castilla appeared.

Mung Mungi scattered flowers along the wedding aisle in a carefree manner, and then the two of them began to walk.

Diana, wearing a pure white wedding dress that slightly covered her ankles, looked stunningly beautiful.

Grand Duke Castilla, dressed in black ceremonial attire, had a bright expression that contrasted with the malicious rumors that had surrounded him.

The Emperor, lightly holding their clasped hands, had tears welled up in his eyes.

Their synchronized steps down the wedding aisle were truly beautiful.

Before they knew it, they had reached the officiating spot, and the piano’s sound gradually faded.

The Emperor took a deep breath and looked at the two of them earnestly.

In truth, if he had followed his contemplation, he could have officiated for about ten thousand hours.

However, upon seeing their clasped hands, it seemed that lengthy officiating speeches were unnecessary.

He looked at the couple standing side by side, aware of his eyes becoming slightly warm.

“Until now, the two of you have faced numerous hardships together. The challenges you’ve overcome have only strengthened your love. In the future, live happily like friends and sometimes as lovers. There might be times when you disagree…”

The Emperor, who was about to utter somewhat cliché lines, paused.

“…No, it seems there won’t be any disagreements between you two.”

“Yes, there won’t be.”

“There won’t be difficult times ahead… right?”

This time, Lady Diana answered.

“Of course. You’ve captured terrorist groups and lifted curses. Will there be more challenging things here?”

It was as if the officiating was taking an unexpected turn, flowing into the couple’s responses.

The Emperor quickly regained his composure, narrowed his brows, and continued the officiating.

“…I see. Then, let me ask one last time. Today, in front of the guests gathered here, do you pledge to become a true married couple?”

“Yes.”

“We do.”

“As witnesses to your beautiful love, I officiate.”

As the Emperor smiled warmly, Diana and Grand Duke Castilla exchanged smiles.

In the early winter, beneath the cold yet paradoxically warm sunlight, the two finally exchanged their marital vows.

* * *

After the brief ceremony, the second part of the wedding began.

It was time for the meal.

To accommodate the small number of guests, a large table was set up in the entire living room of the small cottage.

On the table were numerous dishes, with Chef Dylan’s creations taking the spotlight and many dishes that I assisted in making.

As everyone cheerfully took their seats at the table, I stood in front of them and confidently spoke.

“Chef Dylan and I have been preparing these dishes since yesterday. We wanted to treat you all to the dishes we prepared at home for the wedding.”

Duke Saboia looked at the food with touched eyes.

“To think our child made these dishes, even if I were to die today, I would have no regrets.”

Well, that’s just being overly generous.

Internally, I shook my head and glanced over the table.

There were plenty of dishes, including light appetizers, the special turkey enjoyed on special days, sausages including Brussels-style ones, and succulent pieces of various fruits.

But there was one empty space.

Curious Mung Mungi swung her legs and asked, “Sister, why is there an empty space in the middle of the table?”

“Ah, that’s a great question. That spot is reserved for the cake!”

“Ahh, the finishing touch to the wedding is definitely the cake!”

I smiled and looked at the kitchen connected to the living room.

Dylan, who had disappeared into the kitchen, was now coming in holding a 5-tier cake he had personally made.

On his tuxedo, he wore an affectionate apron with carrots and rabbits, similar to what he usually wears.

There were numerous candles on the cake.

Dylan carefully placed the cake down to ensure the candles didn’t go out and whispered softly to me,

“Shall we blow out the cake together then?”

“While blowing, let’s also make a wish!”

“That’s a great idea, Mung Mungi!”

As Dylan and I took our seats at the table, people lightly blew out the candles on the cake.

All the people I care about looked at the cake, blew out the candles, and closed their eyes to make a wish.

The newlyweds murmured noisily.

“I wish for our own happiness!”

“Me too, me too!”

Emmanuel closed his eyes and wished for the prosperity of the Housing Management Department and the birth of many beautiful couples.

And then Mung Mungi…

“Please let me eat lots of honey-filled biscuit cookies.”

Claude and Duke Saboia weren’t making wishes; they were grumbling.

“May our child be happy, healthy, safe, and well for a long, long time, and may I be able to see her for a long, long time, and also…”

…No, you should take a breath while speaking!

Lastly, Henry closed his eyes and made a wish.

“Ah, I want to get married too. In this lifetime, may fate bring marriage to me.”

At that moment, Dayra, who was sitting beside him, suddenly spoke.

“Oh, that’s my wish too. To meet a good person.”

“Oh, really?! Our wishes are the same!”

Henry and Dayra exchanged curious glances that seemed to sparkle, then hastily blushed.

From a distance, they looked just like a blossoming couple.

After hearing the lively wishes of the people gathered here, my heart was so full of happiness.

Family members reunited after a long time.

People I hold dear.

Friends from long ago, like Tov who couldn’t be here now but promised to meet again someday.

And…

And still, the one I love the most in this world, my husband Dylan, who loves the rabbit-shaped apron.

Dylan, who caught my gaze, looked at me quizzically and awkwardly asked,

“Did something get on my face?”

“No, nothing got on it.”

“Then, do you not really… like the wedding ceremony? Why do you seem like you’re about to cry?”

Did my expression show that?

I quickly brushed my eyes with the back of my hand and lowered my gaze.

Just the fact that everyone gathered at my home for a meal was enough to make my eyes well up.

“Just like that. It feels like my dream has come true, so I’m happy.”

Dylan looked at me and smiled gently.

“Today, my dream has also come true perfectly.”

Now, to me, the home wasn’t the cramped, lonely, and old place I felt before I returned.

It was a place where I was with the people I love.

Finally, I have realized the dream of truly having my own home today.

– END –