The Scarred Queen's Rise (Athena) novel Chapter 710

Chapter 710

He lay listlessly on the bed, trying to muster a weak smile. Athena gently wiped his face with a handkerchief and said, “Alexandra said my morning sickness has transferred to you. Are you feeling any better now?”

Hearing this, Xander nodded, immensely relieved. “Thank goodness I’m the one throwing up. If you had to suffer through this, I’d be heartbroken.”

Alexandra blushed and thought, ‘These newlyweds have no sense of privacy. I’m still right here!‘

But today was a joyous occasion, so she didn’t say anything to stop them.

Alexandra had the kitchen staff prepare some light and appetizing dishes and told them to bring them over.

Xander weakly waved off the food, saying he had no appetite.

With a helpless sigh, Alexandra had the servants clear away the dishes.

She turned to Athena and said, “Just leave him be. Let’s go and eat first. You mustn’t go hungry in your condition.”

“But Xander…” Athena couldn’t bear to see Xander looking so frail.

Alexandra waved it off. “Xander’s strong as an ox. Skipping a couple of meals won’t bother mustn’t go hungry.”

With that, Alexandra ushered Athena away without another word.

The meal was generous, with both meat and vegetable dishes.

ut you, Athena, in your condition,

Athena’s appetite had grown noticeably, and she relished every bite. Seeing that, Alexandra was beaming with joy.

She was so overjoyed that she wanted to shout the joyous news from the rooftops and let the whole world know.

In the blink of an eye, Evander’s wedding day had arrived.,

Meanwhile, Fermin was also holding his wedding, welcoming two secondary consorts into his household.

Natasha was up at the crack of dawn, resigned to her fate as the maidservants prepared her.

“Miss Beren, you look stunning all dressed up,” said the maid.

But then, she quickly clapped a hand over her mouth and said, “Oh, my mistake. I should call you Mrs. Cavendish instead. It’s your wedding day, but why do you look so unhappy?”

Natasha looked as if she were at a funeral. “What’s there to be happy about? Marrying someone is all the same anyway.”

The maid, alarmed by Natasha’s ill–omened words, hastily urged, “Mrs. Cavendish, it’s a happy occasion. Let’s not say anything unlucky.”

Natasha rolled her eyes in silent exasperation. Once the maidservants had finished preparing her, they gently assisted her to sit on

the bed.

Soon after, the sound of fireworks echoed outside.

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Natasha rose to leave, but the wedding matron quickly blocked her way. “Your Highness, where are you going?”

Natasha retorted, “To get married, of course! With all of you surrounding me like an iron barrel, where exactly do you expect me to run?”

“But tradition says the bride mustn’t walk on her own feet,” the wedding matron fawned. “I will carry you out on my back in a moment.”

Natasha sized up the burly wedding matron and scoffed, “Are you sure you can carry me?”

The wedding matron thumped her chest and declared, “Your Highness, don’t worry. I can carry you!”

Natasha scoffed and settled back onto the bed.

She thought to herself, ‘I may look skinny, but I’m quite solid. I weigh more than most women. There’s no way the wedding matron could carry me.‘

Not wanting to cause a scene, Natasha figured she might as well walk out herself.

Before long, Evander, dressed in his wedding attire, arrived at the doorway. Standing respectfully outside, he announced, “I’ve come to escort my Princess Consort.”

The wedding matron quickly half–crouched and urged Natasha, “Your Highness, let me c

Without ceremony, Natasha flopped onto the wedding matron’s back.

Su on my back.”

The moment Natasha flopped onto her back, the wedding matron nearly buckled under the weight.

It felt as if a mountain had come crashing down on her.

The wedding matron was sweating buckets. ‘How could Miss Beren be this heavy when she looked so scrawny?‘ she wondered.

The wedding matron tried to take a step, but couldn’t even lift her leg.

After a long silence from within the chamber, Evander grew anxious and called out, “Natasha?”

“The wedding matron can’t carry me. I’ll walk out myself,” Natasha sighed, thinking, ‘What’s the point of all this? In the end, I still have to do it myself.”

Just as she was about to step out, Evander burst through the door.

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