Taking place of marriage

The news he received last night was a disaster the next day. Well when Vladimir ordered a corporal to give him a secret message in the barracks, Dave could only accept it graciously.

Just as the message was heard, a duke of the senataria congratulated him on getting married. It was a pity that he, who had the title Madoga behind his name, had to behave like a grand crown prince.

The quickie wedding was sudden but the seal was as peaceful as Empress Vladimir wanted it to be. 

Their wedding date that received the blessing of nature and the nobles.

The spoken agreement in the full consciousness of the bride and groom.

"Are you willing to be with him, no matter what happens to your partner. Will you Dave kenya madoga love the bride who has officially become your wife." the priest's words sounded excruciating in the ears of Dave who was really not interested in this one-sided marriage.

When he looked at the woman in front of him, she was quite beautiful, but how could she be and what was the reason for marrying him. If it was because of his grandfather then sure, but what had he done to get this far.

"I do." he said it as if it was not a sacred sentence. After saying it he gently kissed the lips of the woman who had been frozen with coldness.

Vladimir smiled. He was not wrong in choosing a good son-in-law for the crown prince who was still a lieutenant in the battalion.

He was a stern grandfather with a nervous but precise manner. At their solemn event he decided that he would officially hand over the crown prince's seat if Dave had an offspring. 

This was met with applause from the crowd and a smile from Dave himself.

After a quiet and peaceful ceremony, the two of them were in the palace bridal chamber. Dave took off his suit and placed it on the bed covering the roses that had been arranged neatly.

"Tell me what you want, to make my process easy." he spoke as if it was business to him.

Matyelda was staring at the dressing table with a dazed look.

Thinking she had become the wife of a lieutenant. With that rank she was willing. Unfortunately that wasn't the right reason for her, but Dave was a descendant of the madoga kingdom. What should she do now? 

Her frantic feelings disappeared after a few moments of the prince speaking indifferently to her.

She asked him to clarify the meaning of his words just from the look of confusion on his face.

"Come on, I need a child from you as soon as possible." Dave said loudly and as if he didn't care how important it was to Matyelda.

"How many." she asked with a curious face. That made Dave laugh with amusing disgust.

Metyelda was again confused by the prince's attitude.

He walked closer to his legal wife. Teasing her with the touch of his slender fingers and pulling her waist tightly into an embrace.

"How about a hundred." he said simply, so that she would reject him angrily.

"Is that enough." that reply really couldn't make Dave's infatuation go away, all the more so that he was lost in the warmth of the two of them in the bridal bed today, even though she had previously suspected that the crown prince was drunk.

Their first warmth officially happened on the wedding day, when she woke up and searched for the crown prince.

Looking to all sides, she did not find him, after what happened she left him how the flowers had lost their scent. She was tempted.

Should she get drunk first, then she would talk to him again. Even so Matyelda would only do her duty as Dave's wife, not the crown prince.

Their wedding was a quick affair, during which Dave would return to the unfinished military barracks.

His affairs were complicated. He had to convey his current situation to the woman who was waiting for him in military attire, the medical woman.

However much he once wanted to use the doctor's services, a political marriage had to come to an end in a world of romance that had not yet begun.

Matyelda with all the activities at the palace in waiting for Dave's brief return. Yet she would not even see her husband, or they would meet and engage in toxic conjugal activities.

Only then would she see the officer, when he was finished with his military affairs in a little while. Maybe two years later.

By the time that happens, their marriage will be in its second year. Does it feel the same as the first time she met him, or is everything bland and they don't feel the feelings of a proper bond.