Early the next morning.
A group of maids awakened Silby from his meditation.
The Queen had announced that it was time for the wedding. It was an extremely grand ceremony. On this day, they had to dress up and go out.
The first thing that was brought up was an extremely gorgeous red leather vest with a red gold cross brooch.
Silby skillfully opened his arms and let the maids put the vest on him. After putting on the vest, a maid brought over a gold-plated robe decorated with dark blue and crimson feathers. After he put on the cloak, the maid waited for him to put on a cloak. The maids then brought him a pair of soft riding boots and helped him put them on.
After she was dressed, the maid brought her a silver plate. On the plate were some miscellaneous but essential accessories — a ring with a gem on her finger and a crown inlaid with gems. When she moved slightly, it would emit a rainbow light.
The maids served Silby and sighed.
"You are so handsome. You are really a born king. "
Silby looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing a tall crown and was dressed very luxuriously. Even more luxuriously than his father, Ramiro the First.
He couldn't help but think of his father. If he saw him like this, would he feel gratified or angry?
After looking for a while, he couldn't help but smile. "Without the blessing of the Church, without the power of the Heavens, how could I become a real king?"
The maids' fingers trembled slightly and knocked a gold brooch to the ground.
After dressing up, the maids retreated.
The guards in iron armor came forward and opened the palace gate for him. The gate rumbled as it opened layer by layer, all the way to the outermost layer.
The path was straight and covered with red flowers.
Silby stepped on the flowers expressionlessly. Every time he passed by a guard in iron armor, the guard would kneel on one knee and place a fist in front of his chest.
That gesture of loyalty was enough to move even the harshest ruler.
However, Silby was still expressionless. He neither praised the guards nor asked them to get up. Just like that, he walked to the main gate of the palace without any distractions.
A large number of white flowers were placed in front of the huge palace. The sunlight shone on the ground, making the floor shine brightly. Outside the door, there were rows upon rows of horse carriages that had come to participate in the wedding, highlighting the luxurious atmosphere.
In the center of the golden chariot, Queen Pandora was already waiting.
The steward of the palace knelt on one knee and handed Silby a silver sword decorated with gems and dragon bones.
According to the ancient customs of the Iberian Peninsula, the groom had to be equipped with a sword. On the day of the wedding, the groom had to stand by the bride's side to protect her from being snatched away by others.
Although he was a wizard, or rather, a king, this custom still continued.
Silby walked towards the chariot with his sword in hand. Groups of servants knelt on the ground.
Silby stepped on the servant's back and boarded the gigantic carriage, standing next to the Queen.
Today, the Queen finally took off her red mask and replaced it with a thinner pure white veil. She wore an ivory silk dress with countless silver threads on it. Her cloak was made of white velvet, and there were no patterns on it. Compared to the luxurious Silby, she seemed a little plain. Like a female peacock beside a male peacock.
The gate of the palace opened, and the fleet of carriages rumbled as they drove down the mountain.
"What are we doing?"
Silby asked with interest.
"We are going to the largest square in Pandora."
The Queen sat up straight and answered him. "There is a God there to bless us."
"Oh? Which God? "
Silby bent down and whispered in the bride's ear: "By the way, my father is a Catholic, if your faith conflicts with mine, I will …"
"What will you do?"
The Queen interrupted him with a smile.
Silby shrugged. "I will cut off all ties with my poor father."
"Shh, don't talk too much."
The Queen smiled mysteriously and said in an extremely dignified manner: "Others will look down on you."
"You seem to have a lot of experience."
Silby continued to ask. "Why are you so familiar with it?"
"I've been married once, you don't like it."
The Queen teased him, which was rare. Under the white veil, her eyes were like silk.
"It's not that I don't like it, I'm just afraid that you will marry a third time."
With that, Silby laughed himself: "I'm still young, I still want to marry a few more."
"I would be very grateful if you don't say anything."
The Queen said: "We are going to go out soon."
They were close to the bottom of the mountain, and there was only the last city wall before the city of Pandora outside.
Before reaching the city wall, Silby heard faint cheers outside. He felt that the cheers were no different from the cheers of Muggles when they saw the execution wizard. The citizens of Pandora had never seen him, and their love for the Queen of Pandora might be limited. But as long as there was excitement to participate, people would flock to it, regardless of whether they were wise or not.
Creak.
A group of strongmen turned the wheel with force and pushed open the huge iron gate that separated the palace from the outside world.
In an instant, the cheers drowned Silby like the sea.
He saw a row of dancers on stilts walking in the middle of the road. They had red skirts like umbrellas, and they danced as they walked. Musicians, drummers, flutists, and violinists, played and sang on the side of the street.
Group after group of Pandora acrobatics troupes either somersaulted or walked out upside down, one foot on a plate for balance, the next they formed the Great Pyramid together.
On the side of the road, a huge brown bear clumsily danced with an Eastern cobra under the direction of the flute and drum.
They were all citizens of Pandora who had spontaneously come to watch this grand celebration.
Silby felt that if he had seen these things a few years ago, he would have jumped up in excitement. If the female official didn't come to him, he could play outside for a month. But now, he had to be like his father, standing straight and looking straight ahead.
The caravan rumbled past the revelers.
Although the Queen was wearing a veil, one could vaguely see the face that was so beautiful that it was somewhat unreal under the veil.
As she passed by, the men all opened their mouths and salivated. Even the clown who threw the oranges forgot what he was doing and let the oranges in his hand roll to the ground.
The wizard who played the flute also put down the flute in his mouth and stared blankly at the Queen's carriage passing by. As soon as the flute stopped, the clumsy brown bear and the cobra immediately started fighting.
The chaos caused by the Queen's beauty didn't last long.
Soon, the guards in golden robes separated the crowd. The knights on white horses cleared a path for the Queen and Silby for the caravan to pass through.
Soon, they arrived at the square in the center of the city.
Silby was pulled into a dark room by the palace's ceremonial officer and taught various rituals and rules.
The Queen of Pandora was taken into another dark room, where she would stay until the ceremony officially began.
The ceremonial officer was probably afraid that Silby didn't know anything and would disgrace the previous Pandora City Lords, so he tirelessly repeated all kinds of trivial formalities to him.
Silby listened absent-mindedly, but his attention was on the square outside.
The wizards invited by the Queen came down from the carriages one after another.
Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor were among them.
Under the guidance of the servants, they sat on the long tables in the square, waiting for the ceremony and the banquet to begin, as well as watching the performance before the grand ceremony.
Not only that, but there were also many wizards that he had never seen before. They wore all kinds of clothes, spoke different languages, and sat in the square noisily.
Silby who saw all this in the dark room was slightly excited. The number of wizards outside satisfied him.
"… When you give the gift to Queen Beatrix, she will give you the magic wand that represents the power of the kingdom. Do you understand? Hey … Lord Silby, did you hear me? "
The ceremonial officer saw that Silby was absent-minded, so he kept reminding him. Silby grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, "Of course, I'm always ready."
Soon, the ceremony began. Queen Pandora sat on a golden palanquin and was carried to the center of the square by the servants, facing the wide marble stairs.
At the same time, rows of food fell from the sky. There were silver jugs filled with wine, cakes filled with pork, pine nuts, and eggs, sweet corn shavings, oatmeal bread mixed with chopped dates, apples, and oranges, and wild boar ribs.
They landed accurately on each table, as if they had appeared out of thin air.
The banquet had yet to begin, and the King had yet to enter the square. However, Slytherin picked up a piece without hesitation and stuffed it into his mouth as if there was no one around.
Gryffindor held his wrist and whispered, "Salazar, mind your manners."
Slytherin rolled his eyes and laughed, "When your servant becomes the King, you'll know that manners are nonsense."
"You still see him as your servant?" Gryffindor asked worriedly.
"Why not? He signed a contract with me. As long as he can't get rid of my spell, he'll be my servant."
As he said this, he clenched his fist and crushed a piece of pigeon pie into a pulp.
After that, the dishes were served faster and faster. There was boiled trout wrapped in crushed almonds, crab cooked with strong Eastern spices, large lamb chops stewed with almond milk, carrots, raisins, and onions, and freshly baked fish cakes that were scalding hot.
When others saw Slytherin enjoying the food without any scruples, many people followed behind him and stuffed food into their mouths, making the palace guards frown in disgust.
However, the moment the ceremonial officer helped Queen Beatrix pass by, Roland's expression changed.
All the noise and gluttony disappeared.
Queen Beatrix was wearing a long white dress, her soft brown hair draped over her white shoulders and down to her waist. She wore a thin golden crown on her forehead. She walked past the carpet covered with flowers. Her face under the veil was so beautiful that even the sun seemed to dim.
The wizards held their breaths. Slytherin dropped the fish cake on the table. He didn't see the queen's face the last time, so he didn't really care. However, when he saw the queen's face, his heart couldn't help but waver. As long as he could have her, he was willing to pay any price.
He even wanted to curse Silby to death and replace him.
Slytherin wasn't the only one who had such thoughts. Wizards from all over the world had their eyes glued to the queen's body as if they were attracted by a magnet.
When the queen sat down on the highest chair in the square, her face couldn't be seen clearly due to the distance. Only then did the male wizards Zizi let out a melancholy sigh. Some even reached their hands to their crotch.
.....
"If you ask me, I'd say that you men are useless." An untimely sarcastic voice came from the corner of the table. "The queen must have done something to her face."
The harsh voice woke many people up. They craned their necks and saw that the speaker was sitting in an inconspicuous corner of the long table. It was a woman. Her hair wasn't long and was bright silver. She was wearing a blue robe. She wasn't very beautiful, but there was something about her that attracted people's attention.
"What did you say?"
After realizing that it was a woman, the wizards' attitude became better.
"I said that there's something wrong with the queen's face."
The silver-haired woman lazily threw a peanut into her mouth and shrugged. "Have you ever seen a person without a single pore on her face?"
"Where did this jealous woman come from? Heh, maybe she's just jealous that someone else is prettier than you." A male wizard sneered.
The short-haired woman smiled coldly. "A worm will only move under the control of its instincts."
The male wizard was furious. "If I'm a worm, you're one too."
The woman laughed and didn't bother to argue.
Slytherin was stunned when he heard the arrogant words. He quickly turned around and saw a familiar figure. His hand trembled and he said in disbelief, "Ravenclaw? What are you doing here … "
He wanted to stand up and greet the woman, but someone else reacted faster than him. It was Gryffindor. He pressed the table and stood up. "Ravenclaw, why are you here?"
The blue-robed witch stretched herself and laughed. "I've received the invitation, and I feel that there's something fishy about it. But when I came, I saw that you two were here too. I'm afraid that you're just like these idiots. Horse piss got into your brains and you're here to get involved. "
Gryffindor laughed.
The others weren't as nice as Gryffindor.
Her words offended the wizard sitting next to her.
Someone said unhappily, "Hey, little witch, watch your mouth. Who's got horse piss in their brains?"
"I didn't mention any names, and you're just saying that. Aren't you despicable?" The woman mocked without hesitation.
Bang!
The male wizard who was mocked slammed the table and stood up. He was about to explode.
Gryffindor quickly rushed over and tried to smooth things over. "My friend, do me a favor. Don't fight among yourselves, okay? "
Gryffindor had a very high prestige among the sorcerers. After hearing what Gryffindor said, the indignant male sorcerer calmed down. He swung his sleeves and sat down with a snort.
Salazar Slytherin walked to the woman and crossed his arms. "Hey, Ravenclaw, you said that there's something wrong with the queen. What do you mean?"
"Nothing. It's just my intuition."
Ravenclaw took a sip of wine and suddenly pointed at the two of them and laughed. "Hey, you two, don't tell me you're fighting over the queen."
Upon hearing her words, Gryffindor and Slythrin looked at each other. Both of them seemed to be slightly embarrassed.
"You two didn't win. Tell me, who won?"
Ravenclaw asked curiously.
Slytherin's face darkened. He turned his head away and didn't say a word.
Gryffindor quickly interrupted. "Ravenclaw, we haven't seen each other in a long time. Without your advice and guidance, I feel like I'm hitting a wall everywhere."
"All you can think about is fighting. If you hit a wall, it's your own fault. Who told you to be so stubborn?" Ravenclaw mocked.
She had a playful expression on her face. Gryffindor, on the other hand, was very respectful towards her.
He pulled away the wizard beside Ravenclaw and sat down beside her. Ravenclaw immediately shifted his buttocks a little further away from him. Gryffindor shamelessly moved over, and chuckled. "Look, Ronay, you haven't done a divination for me in a long time. Today is a good opportunity. Can you do a divination for me?"
"No."
Ravenclaw turned around and snorted. "I don't do divination for stubborn people."
"Oh, Ravenclaw, you're the best."
Gryffindor smiled brightly and shook Ravenclaw's arm childishly. "Come on, help me divine my fortune."
Ravenclaw didn't budge and let Gryffindor tug at her arm no matter how hard he tried.
At this time, Slythrin recovered from his depression and sat on the other side of Ravenclaw. He calmly said, "Ronayi, you are the smartest among us. I also feel that this city is strange recently, but I can't pinpoint exactly what it is."
Ravenclaw's expression softened a little when she heard this. She pushed away Gryffindor, crossed her arms, and said proudly, "And?"
Slytherin shrugged. "We do need the help of a wise man. I don't think there's anyone else other than you."
"Hmph, at least you know how to talk."
Ravenclaw rolled her eyes at Slytherin. Then, she took out a deck of tarot cards and waved them around while muttering something. She then pulled out a card and threw it on the table.
Ravenclaw craned his neck to take a look. His nonchalant expression immediately stiffened.
A tall tower had been destroyed by lightning, and the two of them fell to the ground from the collapsed tower.
Gryffindor looked at the tarot cards, then at Ravenclaw, then at Ravenclaw, then at Ravenclaw, then at Ravenclaw, then at Ravenclaw, then at Ravenclaw, then at Ravenclaw, then at Ravenclaw …
"What's wrong?"
Slytherin asked.
Ravenclaw immediately stood up and looked around. "A bad omen, a very bad omen!"
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