You’re Penelope Eckhart!
Since returning to the capital, it has been a series of hectic days. This is because the emperor had to hold a state wedding ceremony before your stomach got big. What happened was more insane than when you caught up with monsters every day.
"What's better?"
"What?"
"For your bouquet."
“Here we go again..”
You were wondering why he dragged a bunch of people with bouquets into the bedroom in the morning. His Majesty was always preparing for the wedding ceremony nowdays. As you listened to the explanation of the flower languages with your eyes barely open, the words 'You can pick anything' filled your throat.
However, you tried to put up with the temptation a while ago and endure the trouble.
"I think this would be good"
you pointed to the maid behind Callisto. What she was holding was a red-colored, improved Bubardia. It was pretty cute when round petals were lumped together like cotton candy.
"It means well, and the color..."
You barely endured the yawn that burst out momentarily, and turned your head to Callisto.
"It goes well with you."
"Right? As expected, the Empress knows how to see things."
His face, which was a little hardened by tension at your choice, softened and melted like spring snow.
“If you were going to do this, why did you bring the other flowers?”
You were dumbfounded by his joyous appearance. Standing in front of the flower like that, It was obviously a pressure to choose that one. Looking at the bouquet of flowers, which resembled Callisto's eye color, you slowly recalled the words you just heard about the flower. The flower language of Bubardia was "I am your prisoner.'
"Anyways..”
It was so tempting for him to try to show off even these trivial things while he was getting married. But at the same time, seeing that you found it cute, you must be on the same level now.
“I've been trying to avoid it. But how do you get away with this guy...?”
You grieved a little inside.
"Your eyes are full of sleep."
A warm touch suddenly reached your eyes.
"Did I wake you up?"
Callisto stared at you with a slightly sorry look.