Reborn As Noble - Chapter 258

Chapter 258: Vows, Feasts, and Mischief ( 258 )

Meanwhile, inside the grand wedding hall, Garius was in the back room, preparing for the ceremony. Alf entered and approached him, looking calm but slightly exasperated.

“My lord, it seems Young master Javier’s Pekko is taking ‘toll payments’ at the main gate and ‘sampling’ all the food the nobles are bringing. Thankfully, Giddie has stepped in to stop it.”

Garius sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Haaa… Alf, make sure all the food gifts from the guests are split and given to the Pekko. .”

Alf bowed slightly. “As you command, my lord. I’ll see to it right away.”

Garius rubbed his temples and let out another deep sigh. “That damn bird… always causing trouble.”

Erinnete, standing nearby, chuckled softly. “Well, my lord, he is Young Master Javier’s Pekko. It’s only natural he’d take after his master.”

Garius scoffed. “That’s the problem.”

Fransesca, seated gracefully nearby, sipped her tea and smirked. “You say that, dear, but you’re still letting Javier do as he pleases.”

Garius leaned back in his chair, exhaling deeply. “Haa… It’s too much effort to discipline that boy for every little thing.” Then, narrowing his eyes, he added, “But I will have a word with him after this wedding.”

Alf nodded. “Understood, my lord. I’ll make sure the food gifts are distributed discreetly. The Pekko will get their share.”

Garius grunted in approval. “Good. The last thing I need is some noble getting ideas and trying to slip something into my wedding gifts.”

Just then, the door creaked open slightly, and a maid peeked inside.

“My lord, the final preparations are complete. The guests are being seated, and Lady Eridith is almost ready.”

Garius nodded. “Alright. Let’s get this over with.”

Alf smirked. “Nervous, my lord?”

Garius shot him a glare. “Shut up, Alf.”

Erinnete chuckled. “My, my~ Even the great Count Garius has moments like these.”

Fransesca set down her teacup and stood, smoothing her dress. “Come now, dear. It’s your wedding day. Try to at least look like you’re enjoying it.”

Garius exhaled through his nose and rose to his feet. “Let’s go.”

Once Garius arrived at the altar, the bride, Eridith, was escorted by Fransesca herself. The priest, dressed in ceremonial robes, stood in the center, ready to begin the ceremony.

He addressed the gathered nobles and esteemed guests, his voice strong and clear.

“Do you, Garius De Armand, take this woman, Eridith, to be your lawfully wedded wife? To cherish, honor, and protect her, in wealth and hardship, in peace and war, for as long as you both shall live?”

Garius, standing firm, met Eridith’s gaze. His eyes reflected neither hesitation nor doubt.

“I do.” His voice was deep, steady, and resolute.

The priest then turned to Eridith, who stood gracefully before him, her crimson eyes shimmering with excitement.

“And do you, Eridith, take this man, Garius De Armand, as your lawfully wedded husband? To stand beside him in strength and in struggle, to honor and support him, for as long as you both shall live?”

Eridith, grinning, tilted her head slightly. “Hehe, of course, I do~”

A few chuckles echoed from the crowd, while Fransesca, standing nearby, sighed with a knowing smile.

The priest raised his hands. “Then, before the heavens, the gods, and all gathered here today, I declare this union blessed. May your bond bring strength to your house and prosperity to your land.”

He gestured for the rings.

Alf stepped forward, presenting a small velvet box. Inside, two finely crafted rings gleamed—one for Garius, a band of solid black mithril engraved with intricate silver runes, and one for Eridith, a delicately woven band of gold with a fiery red gemstone at its center.

Garius took Eridith’s hand and, with precise movement, slid the ring onto her finger.

Eridith beamed, taking Garius’s hand in return and slipping his ring onto his finger with a playful wink.

The priest smiled and raised his arms. “By the vows spoken today, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may seal your union.”

Garius exhaled, turning to Eridith. She smirked mischievously and boldly pulled him in, planting a firm kiss on his lips before he could react.

The hall erupted in applause and cheers, while Fransesca simply shook her head, amused.

Javier smirked and leaned slightly toward Liana, whispering just loud enough for her to hear.

“One day, it’ll be us at that altar… I wonder if you’ll be just as ‘rushed’ as Eridith?”

Liana’s eyes widened in shock before narrowing slightly. She maintained her composed expression, but the faintest blush dusted her cheeks.

“Young Master, please don’t speak nonsense during a sacred ceremony,” she chided softly, though her voice lacked its usual strictness.

Javier grinned wider, clearly enjoying her reaction.

“Ehhh? But it’s true, isn’t it? Just six more years~” He teased, rocking slightly on his heels.

Gloria, standing on his other side, covered her mouth to stifle a chuckle. “Ara~ I must admit, I’m quite curious about how our Young Master’s wedding will look… Perhaps it’ll be even grander than this?”

Liana shot Gloria a quick glare before exhaling. She gently flicked Javier’s forehead, making him yelp.

“Worry about growing up first before thinking about marriage, Young Master.”

Javier rubbed his forehead, pouting. “Tch… No fun.”

As the newlyweds turned to face the crowd, Garius stood tall, his imposing presence commanding silence once more.

“Today marks a new chapter for our house. Celebrate well, for this is not just a union of two people, but a strengthening of the Armand legacy!”

The hall erupted into cheers again, and the grand feast officially began.

Javier crossed his arms, watching his father with a thoughtful expression.

“Haaa… I guess I really should start thinking about my future, huh?”

Liana’s eyes softened as she looked at him. “Young Master, you already have your path. You just need to take it step by step.”

Javier smirked, grabbing a goblet of juice from a passing servant. “Step by step, huh? Fine, but I’m still skipping the boring parts.”

Gloria smiled, her eyes glinting with amusement as she leaned closer to Javier. “Just don’t forget about me, Young Master. You did promise to make me your second wife after Liana.”

Javier nearly choked on his drink. He coughed, quickly setting the goblet down while Liana shot Gloria a sharp glare.

“Gloria—!”

“What?” Gloria tilted her head innocently, but the playful smirk on her lips betrayed her true intentions. “It’s true, isn’t it? Our Young Master here is a man of his word, after all.”

Javier cleared his throat, regaining his composure. He crossed his arms and smirked.

“Of course. I never break my promises.” He shot a teasing glance at Liana. “But my first wife here is kinda scary, so I gotta make sure she’s okay with it first.”

Liana exhaled slowly, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Young Master… please don’t bring this up during your father’s wedding.”

Gloria giggled, clearly entertained by Liana’s reaction. “Ara~ If you’re already this flustered, I wonder how you’ll react when the day actually comes?”

Javier grinned. “Oh, I can’t wait to see that.”

Liana sighed, shaking her head. “Both of you are impossible.”

Javier laughed, enjoying himself as the grand wedding feast continued, the air filled with celebration, laughter, and the ever-present mischief between him and the two most important women in his life.

Meanwhile, Buddy, Pikko, and Peanuts, who had somehow snuck inside, flapped their wings excitedly.

“Cuquawk!!”

And with that, the wedding feast carried on, filled with laughter, merriment… and a few mischievous Pekkos sneaking bites of unattended food.

( End of Chapter )