Chapter 1851: Began with First Meeting, Ended with Growing Old Together 2

For a girl who writes novels, he wanted to give her enough romance and warmth, and now he had the ability to do so.

The auspicious time had arrived, and amidst the crowd, accompanied by the wedding march played live by the string orchestra, the two grand golden doors of the castle slowly opened, revealing the most beautiful bride.

Simultaneously, a rich fragrance seemed to spray from nowhere, like the whirl of ocean waves, refreshing the senses.

All the guests in the castle turned their gaze upon hearing this, and within the bright light, the bride held a bouquet of lilies, her smile sweet, and she took steps forward, arm in arm with Everett Morgan.

The breathtakingly long trailing wedding dress undoubtedly made Jocelyn Morgan the center of attention at the event, designed with a heart-shaped backless cut and off-the-shoulder style, showing off her great figure.

Suddenly bearing the gaze of so many, it was as if everyone was viewing her through a magnifying glass — this was an exceptionally formal and solemn wedding, destined to be recorded in Lorelei’s history.

This made her a bit nervous.

But seeing Ian Shelby’s gentle gaze cast towards her, her lips curled faintly, and the tension in her heart eased a bit.

Ian Shelby stepped forward, confidently, towards her.

The wedding march was melodious and romantic.

Under the tender bright lights, the gold fabric of the wedding dress shone brilliantly, as if it were covered with stars.

The waist was tailored in a three-dimensional cut, romantic and luxurious yet still sexy, exuding her enchanting charm.

Almost everyone’s gaze was fixed on this future queen, all filled with admiration.

Everett Morgan led Jocelyn forward step by step, and King Louis also walked towards them.

Fresh rose petals cascaded down from above, fluttering, creating a romantic atmosphere that was both enviable and touching.

At the wedding, King Louis was dressed in a vintage black suit, his elegant figure and serene gaze quiet as a deep well, yet only when he looked at his bride did a gentle expression appear in his eyes.

In the gaze of everyone’s blessings, they walked towards each other, growing ever closer...

The wedding march played live remained melodious and touching, romantic through the heart.

Amidst the attention and anticipation of everyone, Everett Morgan solemnly handed Jocelyn’s hand over to Louis, the two men clasped hands for the first time, Everett’s tearful gaze carried a resolve, silent yet loud.

Louis particularly understood his feelings at this moment, though an uncle by relation, he was like a father who had personally raised Jocelyn.

Surely there’s reluctance, as after all, getting married is different from not getting married.

"Rest assured, I will love Jocelyn for a lifetime," Louis quietly promised.

Everett nodded with a complex emotion, "I wish you happiness," then slowly released his hand.

Jocelyn held Ian’s arm, and Ian led her towards the end of the red carpet...

Each step was slow, deliberate.

She was getting married, about to wed the man she loved, and he was finally marrying the girl he adored.

Beside the altar, the wedding officiant was Old King Bertie.

The wedding rings were also personally prepared by him, a total of three pairs, each carrying a beautiful meaning, left by the old king and queen of past.

One pair was given to Trevor and Annie, another set aside for Taylor, and the last one he would personally present to his son and daughter-in-law at the wedding.

The vows read aloud by the priest were exceptionally beautiful, like poems.

They held each other’s hands, gazing at each other with smiles, with no need to discern the meaning of these words, for what awaited them were three words — I do.

Watching them complete all the rituals, exchange rings, and then embrace and kiss, everyone was moved, and the venue burst into enthusiastic applause, as once again, everyone believed in love.