Why Won’t You Let Me Dote on You?! – The Arrogant Supporting Prince Falls for the Reincarnated Villainess and Loses His Mind - Chapter 00

In a solemn and sacred atmosphere, a wedding ceremony was taking place.

“Elisabeth, do you swear to love this man in all circumstances?”
“…I do.”

On the altar, the young lady Elisabeth spoke her vow with a slight hesitation.
Her pure white wedding dress, illuminated by the stained-glass light, made her appear as though an angel had descended to rest her wings—so beautiful it was almost ethereal.
No one now would believe that she was once rumored to be a notorious villainess.

“Then, exchange the rings.”

At the priest’s prompting, she extended her hand toward the groom—Prince Leonhardt.

The prince gently took her hand and slipped a ring onto her slender finger, his gaze full of affection. Now it was the bride’s turn to place the ring. The ring handed to her by an attendant briefly reflected her delicate, fleeting expression before being placed onto the groom’s finger.

“Eliza, I love you.”
“…Thank you, Leon.”

The bride’s veil was lifted by the groom’s hand. On her now-uncovered face, a faint trace of uncertainty appeared.
It was a subtle expression, so slight that no one seated far away could possibly notice it.
But the groom standing before her—did he?

“Now, the kiss to seal your vows.”

As the guests watched in anticipation, the couple slowly leaned toward one another.
The light pouring in through the windows grew ever brighter, enveloping the two of them on the altar in a world of bliss.
It was such a divine scene that surely many artists must have longed to capture this historic moment and immortalize it with their brushes.

“……”

Yet, there was one who looked upon this with bitterness.

Rather, his face had gone pale, sweat poured from him like a waterfall, and his knees trembled loudly.

The woman he loved was pledging herself to another in a church.
And the man standing beside her—was not him.
It was unbearable.

That’s why I gathered every ounce of my remaining strength and shouted:

“I was ready to dote on you—so why won’t you marry me instead?!”

And thus…
My cry—the cry of Clovis, the supporting prince—was swallowed by a blinding light.