LOGINThe ceremony gave way to celebration.What had begun as a solemn vow beneath the open sky soon transformed into a lively gathering. The vast deck of the cruise, now bathed in golden light, echoed with laughter, clinking glasses, and the soft murmur of conversations layered one upon another.Guests moved freely, no longer bound by formality.Some gathered near the long tables, sampling dishes prepared with meticulous care—fresh seafood, delicate pastries, rare wines brought from distant regions. Others formed small circles, exchanging stories, ideas, and promises of future collaboration.Photographs were taken in abundance.Under arches of white and gold, beside the endless ocean, in front of the glowing chandelier installations that had been carefully arranged across the deck. Smiles were captured, moments frozen, memories preserved.Lucien and Seraphina were seldom left alone.One after another, guests approached them, offering congratulations."To the finest couple in Solene City."
The man scratched his head, muttering to himself."I was just going to say… Governor Valeza—Ms. Diana—arrived."At the corridor, Dominic was humming happily as he walked down, planning to check on Lucien.Then he froze.Lucien ran past him.Fast.Urgent.Without hesitation, Dominic dashed after him.—Bang!Lucien threw the door open."Where is she?! What happened—"He stopped.The room was filled with women.Silence.All eyes turned to him.Then he saw her.Seraphina.Standing beside a woman dressed in black.Lucien's expression shifted.He recognized her instantly."G-Governor…"The woman raised a brow and smirked."Still calling me Governor?"Her voice carried a playful edge.Lucien straightened."Aunty Diana."Diana Valeza smiled faintly."Lucien…"She crossed her arms lightly."I see you're still as reckless as ever.""You didn't even knock.""And you kicked the door open like that."She glanced around."You do know this is a dressing room for women… right?"Lucien scratched his
The fitting room beneath the main deck was quiet, but full of life.It was spacious, designed with elegance rather than excess.Soft lighting lined the walls, warm and flattering, reflecting gently off the large mirrors that surrounded the room. A wide vanity stood at the center, covered with carefully arranged makeup tools, brushes, and palettes. Nearby, racks of dresses hung neatly—backup gowns, shawls, accessories—each one chosen with care.At the far end, a glass panel revealed the ocean outside.Waves moved calmly.As if unaware of the significance of the day.Seraphina sat in front of the mirror.Still.Composed.Her hair was half done, pinned carefully as the stylist worked through each strand. Another stood beside her, focused on her makeup, blending soft tones that highlighted her natural features.She wasn't wearing the wedding gown yet.There was still time.—Thirty minutes.—Then—The door opened."Chairman…"Irene's voice came first.But before she could continue—Anoth
The cruise began to sail.It moved smoothly across the vast ocean, cutting through the water like a silent giant.The ship itself was magnificent.Multi-leveled.Wide.Elegant.Its exterior gleamed under the sunlight, polished to perfection. The upper decks were adorned with flowing white drapes, intertwined with gold accents that shimmered every time the wind passed through.Crystal lights had been installed along the railings, prepared to illuminate the night once the sun set.At the center of the main deck stood the ceremonial platform—A structure made of glass and white marble, facing the endless horizon.The ocean stretched in all directions.No boundaries.No walls.Only sky and sea.Guests had already arrived.The deck was filled with familiar figures.Arthur Thompson stood among several members of the Thompson family, speaking calmly with others.Victor Lin and representatives from the Lin family were nearby, exchanging business discussions in low voices.Helena Wright arrive
In the days that followed, Lucien led Seraphina through the entirety of the Cross residence.The estate, already vast at first glance, revealed itself to be something far greater upon closer acquaintance. It was not merely a place of residence, but a living chronicle of the Cross family's long and enduring history. Where the Valeza grounds carried the weight of power and structure, the Cross lands seemed to embody legacy—quiet, expansive, and deeply rooted.They traveled through its many sections by golf cart and by foot, pausing at intervals in small stations built across the estate. Some were pavilions surrounded by ancient trees, others were modest villas designed for rest. There, they would take their meals, spend the evening, and listen to Lucien recount fragments of his family's past—stories of war, of diplomacy, of men who rose not only through wealth but through influence and sacrifice.It took them a full week to complete a single circuit.During that time, Seraphina was intr
Lucien smiled.Seraphina suddenly stood up.Her mind blank.Her heart racing.She stared at him.Then slowly sat back down."You… were reborn too?" she asked.Lucien nodded."In my past life…"His voice softened."Everything happened… just as you said.""I carried you.""I ran.""I didn't understand the pain I felt back then…""It was… something I couldn't explain."A brief pause."I just knew I had to move.""I lifted you and ran to my car."Seraphina leaned forward slightly."What were you doing there?""Why were you in Lunada that day?"Lucien exhaled."In my past life…""My life was different.""I was only the heir.""And Military Elder.""Helios Vanguard didn't exist."He looked at her."That day…""I went to Lunada…""To see you.""For the last time."A pause."I planned to say goodbye.""Because I was leaving for Europe.""To manage the family's businesses.""And I knew…""We wouldn't meet again."Seraphina's chest tightened."I waited outside the Hawthorne villa.""Thinking…"







