Nicole's Death?

It was nighttime and the ceremony was still in full swing.

Nicole was now dressed in a white dress and Roman was dressed in a white regal robe.

With singing and dancing, they were ushered out of the Packhouse. Roman had Nicole's hand in his as he didn't want to let her go, one bit.

At this point, he felt more attached to her, especially after they held the staff of authority together.

"How do you feel?" He mind-linked her as he wouldn't be able to talk to her with all the cheers and people around.

"I feel great! Everything feels so surreal, right now." She replied, swiftly. She couldn't believe her eyes.

She recalled she used to be one naive girl who would always run around her father.

At the thought of her father, the smile on her face crumbled for a minute.

However, she felt Roman's hand on her chin and he turned her head to look at her.

"You shouldn't think of odd things at this time. Let your heart feel the joy in the atmosphere." He said, with an entranced look on his face.

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