Reborn As Noble

Liana, Gloria, and Felicia just exhaled and shook their heads in unison.

”Nothing, Mimi. You’ll know soon enough, too.”

”Nya? Really?” Mimi tilted her head, her tail swaying gently behind her.

Just as Liana was about to continue, the soft, elegant strains of the wedding processional began to fill the courtyard. A gentle, melodic blend of strings and ethereal choir voices swelled, signaling the start of the ceremony.

Liana and the others rose gracefully to their feet, while Javier carefully cradled both of his little sisters, who were now fast asleep against his chest, their heads nestled comfortably in the crook of his arms.

At the far end of the flower-lined aisle, Marcellus stood waiting at the altar, his expression a mix of pride and tender anticipation. Cedric stood beside him, and a few steps over, Heres waited, his posture straight but his eyes soft.

From the arched garden entrance, the brides appeared.

Harny and Lithia walked arm in arm, both radiant in exquisite Dark Elven wedding attire, gowns of deep twilight velvet embroidered with silver thread that shimmered like captured starlight, their movements graceful and synchronized.

Behind them, Meira and Zania appeared, walking arm in arm. They wore elegant white bridal gowns of layered silk and lace, each gown tailored to reflect their personalities, Meira’s more structured and regal, Zania’s flowing and free-spirited, both glowing with quiet joy.

And behind them, Princess Kliatana walked forward alone, her steps measured and graceful, wearing a breathtaking princess bridal gown of ivory and gold, her expression serene and full of gentle love as her eyes met Heres’s from across the aisle.

Javier chuckled softly. ”Heh... look at that bratty Kliatana. Oo~ so ’graceful’ and ’gentle’.”

”Young Master~” Liana gave him a playful side glance and raised a finger to her lips.

”What?” Javier whispered back, wiggling his eyebrows mischievously. ”I’m saying the truth, right?”

”Yes,” Liana whispered, her voice warm. ”But she is also your best friend, and your sister-in-law now.”

”Hah! Best friend my ass. Yeah, yeah... sister-in-law~” Javier chuckled. But before he could continue, Macia and Vivica hugged him closer in their sleep, nestling their heads against his chest.

”Onii-chan...”

Javier smiled, his expression softening. He leaned down and gave each of them a gentle, affectionate kiss on their foreheads.

The wedding ceremony went smoothly, filled with solemn grace and heartfelt warmth.

The Armand High Priest stood before the couples. He raised his hands, and the air around the altar shimmered with soft, gathering light.

”Today, under the watchful eyes of the heavens and the blessings of our ancestors, we join these souls in sacred union,” he began, his voice carrying across the silent courtyard. ”May your bond be strong, your love enduring, and your path together illuminated by mutual respect and unwavering devotion.”

He placed a hand over each couple’s joined hands in turn, his words weaving ancient blessings into the present moment. ”Marcellus De Armand, with Harny and Lithia... Cedric De Armand, with Meira and Zania... Heres De Armand, with Princess Kliatana... by the authority vested in me and the grace of the Divine, I now pronounce you husbands and wives.”

A warm, brilliant aura of white and gold light blossomed from his hands and enveloped each couple. The light pulsed gently, like a heartbeat made visible, carrying with it a sense of profound peace, protection, and promise.

The High Priest smiled, his expression one of deep contentment. ”You may now seal your vows with a kiss.”

The courtyard erupted into soft applause and joyful tears as the couples turned to each other, their faces glowing in the lingering golden light.

Liana wrapped her hand around Javier’s right arm and leaned her head gently against his shoulder. Gloria mirrored her on his left side, her hand resting lightly on his forearm. Felicia stood close behind him, her fingers gripping the fabric of his jacket from the back, her touch soft but steady.

Delya stood in front of him, gazing up at him with a dreamy, contented smile. Mimi, her tail swaying happily behind her, stood slightly to the side, her hands clasped behind her back, leaning in close enough that her shoulder brushed against his arm.

Javier exhaled softly, still cradling his sleeping little sisters.

”Young Master~” Liana whispered, her voice warm and tender against his shoulder.

”Young Maasterr~” Gloria chimed in from his other side, her tone soft and knowing.

”Husband~” Felicia murmured shyly from behind him, her breath warm against his back.

”Danna-sama~” Delya breathed out, her voice soft and full of affection.

”Husband nya!” Mimi added cheerfully, her tail giving an extra happy flick.

”Yes, yes~” Javier just glanced at each of their eyes and smiled, his expression softening. ”I know... less than two years now. Your turn will be soon.”

”Really?” Liana said softly with a smile while giving him a playful side glare.

Javier looked into her beautiful emerald eyes, taking in her elegant, pointed ears and her youthful, ageless elven features. ”What? Of course I will make you all my wives.”

”But...” Liana tilted her head and gave him another knowing smirk. She slowly brought her fingers to her neckline. ”We all still haven’t received any... you know~”

Gloria joined in from the other side. ”Mm~ Yes, as you say, first wife. I feel like my neckline is missing something...”

Felicia shyly added from behind him, her voice soft. ”Um~ Yes, husband... I feel like... we’re all missing... something.”

Delya, with her usual dreamy expression, chimed in. ”As long as Danna-sama is here, I don’t mind... but I was hoping too~ Officially~”

”Nya?” Mimi tilted her head, genuinely confused. ”What are you all talking about?”

Javier just let out a soft laugh while Liana, Gloria, Felicia, and Delya all turned to glare hard at Mimi.

”Really, Mimi?” Liana sighed, shaking her head. ”Even now? Sometimes I wonder if you’re truly that innocent or just teasing us on purpose.”

Gloria adjusted her glasses with a wry smile. ”Sometimes your innocence is truly astounding.”

”Eh?” Mimi glanced at all of them in confusion. ”Nya? Husband? What are they talking about?”

Delya smiled softly. ”Really, Mimi?”

Felicia just facepalmed gently. ”Mimi... the engagement necklaces. The ones every Armand bride receives.”

”Ooooh!” Mimi’s eyes went wide, her tail perking up. ”Nya! That’s right! I want one too!”

( End Of Chapter )