I’ve Probably Made a Mistake in Getting Married

Chapter 1.
Why is he here?

Everyone is looking at me…

Her heart was pounding wildly at the sight of countless glances pouring at her from all directions.
It was the first time she had gotten this kind of attention, she thought she would lose her mind if this continued, but she could not just sneak behind someone’s back to hide or leave her position as usual.

Because today was a wedding, not just any wedding, it was hers and she was the bride, the star of the event.

I was told that the ceremony would be over in thirty minutes…

To prepare for the wedding, she searched and read all kinds of etiquette books, since she did not want to be humiliated for making a mistake in the guests’ presence.

Perhaps for that reason, she did not make any notable mistakes, but she was not aware that unforeseen variables would occur.

The groom hasn’t shown up for over an hour.

As she stood at the end of the aisle and handled all the stares alone, she could feel the cold sweat all over her body.
Fortunately, the gentleman who was the groom’s subordinate, had claimed to be the proxy in his stead, and thanks to that, she was able to avoid any more embarrassing situations.

The priest in charge of the wedding clasped his hands together and offered a brief prayer, and then began to read the marriage vows so that everyone in the wedding hall could hear them.
It was a blessing for two people who would spend the rest of their lives together as a couple.

“The bride and groom’s representative.
Do you swear to be faithful to the marriage pledge?”

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

The high priest then came forward and presented the marriage pledge in front of the groom’s substitute .

“You will see an empty space below.
If you two sign there, a marriage will be established.”

As the priest said, an empty space was left at the very end of the pledge filled with letters, where the bride and groom’s signature would be placed.

“First, the priest, as the witness of God, will sign it.”

At the Father’s words, a young priest, who had been quietly waiting next to him, handed him a pen.
With this signature procedure, the ceremony would be over, and she could finally be free from the people’s eyes.

But later on, people would mock and laugh at me — a bride without her groom at the wedding.

She glanced anxiously at the entrance, wondering if the door would suddenly swing open and the groom would appear right here and now, but the door was still firmly shut.
She imprinted her name on the given blank space with a gloomy heart.

Nadia Vine.

Starting today, she would be using her husband’s last name, so this would be the last signature she signed under this name.

She was worried that the letters were wavy because her hands were shaking from nervousness, but the high priest and the groom’s subordinate did not seem to reprove her too much.
They were really kind people.

“Now, the bridegroom’s representative will sign it.”

After the young priest retrieved the pen she had used, he approached the groom’s assistant, Jorre.

He signing it will be the confirmation of the bride being abandoned by the groom on their wedding day.

But the moment the groom’s aide reached his hand out to pick up the pen…

A ray of bright light poured in from the entrance with a “Squeak-!” sound.

When she turned her head towards the entrance, the door, which had been tightly closed, was wide open.

“I must be very late.”

A man’s voice rang out from the blinding light.
It was a low, resonant voice.

The man slowly made his way in along the carpeted path.

All she could see was a silhouette, but his figure seemed quite well-built.

As he approached little by little, the light that was pouring in like a halo began to fade and the man’s shape became clear,  at the same time, a peculiar odor flooded in and stimulated the tip of her nose.
It was a smell she had never scented before.

What is this smell?

However, there was no need to deduce the identity of the smell for long.
The answer was found right in the appearance which finally appeared in the midst of the gradually dimming light.

Ugh!

The repulsive smell came from no one else besides that man, his whole suit was stained with blood.

(Gasp!)

As the strange man, who was covered in inadequate substance, approached, the strength of her whole body was drained and her hands began to tremble.

Blood… blood… !

She had a phobia of fainting whenever she saw blood.  However, she could not bring herself to pass out in this place, right in the midst of the ceremony, and in front of hundreds of eyes.

 She used the little remaining strength to keep her balance on both feet, forcing herself to stay conscious at the responsibility of finishing the wedding somehow, but her vision was repeatedly dyed black and then brightened, it was a dizzy and overwhelming sensation.

 In between the flickering sight, the silently moving figure of a man with dark hair, red eyes, and expressionless face, as he was giving off a deadly vibe, which was literal in this situation as it was particularly bloody, like that of the Satan — the embodiment of death, was vividly engraved on her eyes.

 “My Lord!”

 The man who claimed to be the groom’s proxy let out a scream of astonishment.

 Lord?

 Could it be that this shady man was the very lord of this land, who would be her husband?

 My meant-to-be future husband, the one who was said to be crippled and couldn’t walk properly…?

 That rumour was completely wrong.

 With every step the man took, she felt a sense of immense pressure weighing down on her and as it was only getting heavier, her heart raced.

  She was so dumbfounded observing the man in dismay, that once she came to her senses, he had arrived in front of her, carelessly wiping the blood off his face with his gloved hand.

It was then that the man’s face caught her eyes.
A small mole under his left eye especially captured her attention.

Although his demeanor was cold and fierce, he was a very handsome man.
He had an outstanding look that she herself would have admired if she had not met him like this, but she was not in a situation to evaluate the other party’s appearance leisurely.

She gulped at the tension.

But why do I feel like I’m getting a sense of deja vu? I’ve never seen him before, but I think I’ve encountered this figure somewhere.

However, before further doubts could arise, the groom’s representative handed him a pen.

“It’s not too late.
Please sign it yourself, My Lord.”

“Is that so.”

The man calmly took the pen and filled his name in the only blank left.

Altair Aylesford.

As she was reading along the line, she turned to look at the man in shock.

When the black hair, red eyes, and the tiny mole came back to mind, she quickly realised the source of the mysterious sense of familiarity.

Now, wait a minute…!

If his name was Altair, and he had dark black hair, crimson red eyes, and a mole under his left eye…

He is that crazy villain duke! Wh-why is he here?!

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She was reincarnated in the world of a novel.
No, would it be more precise to say that she possessed a character?

Actually, she did not realise this right away in the first place.

Before she was reborn, she had a very timid and vulnerable personality.
In particular, dealing with people was the most difficult.

Of course, even after being reborn, such a temperament did not change at all, and she often avoided crowded places.
She also hated proms and tea parties, which were usually enjoyed by noble ladies.

Fortunately, her parents were generous and understanding enough toward their shy daughter, who did not participate in any social activities at all.

However, when she reached adulthood, she could not avoid the debutant, in which it was a tradition to greet the emperor and empress and made her official appearance to the social world.
Therefore, she swallowed tears and reluctantly attended the imperial ball, and there she saw Abelina, the heroine, shining brighter than anyone else.

Only then did it hit her that this is the world inside the novel ‘Treachery of the Black Rose’!

This book, which was unusual from the title, was a famous devastating novel, known for the tragic death of all the major characters.

Still, the heroine would survive.
Because it’s the power of the main character’s aura, of course! It was the very work that was said to strike the readers with an insane twist when they least expected.

And of all things, she had to be reborn as Nadia Vine, the supporting character in that novel!

She just read the popular devastating novel with the intention of challenging herself to build up some decent courage, even a little bit, because she thought she could no longer live such a coward life anymore! There were several scenes that were hard to bear in the story plot, but she forced herself to read it about fifty times with her eyes wide open though her hands were trembling nonstop!

To be reincarnated in a devastating novel… Of course, I did wish to fix my timidity, but I didn’t mean to develop my courage this way… 

This book featured a terrible villain.

The character she was particularly afraid of while reading the novel was the Mad Duke, Altair, the so-called ‘Grim Reaper’.

He mercilessly purges and chops off all the aristocratic members’ heads belonging to families that opposed the commands of his master, the third prince, who dreamt of treason.
The author’s description was so realistic that she was thrilled to the point she could feel Altair’s menacing gaze even when she was reading the story.

However, at the end of the novel, Duke Altair was also killed at the hands of the third prince, who was trying to shake off the filthy deeds.
But before his last breath, he clenched his teeth as he endured the excruciating pain all over his injured body and gathered all his leftover strength to swing his sword, aiming at a fatal point on the prince’s body.
That being said, the prince was also beheaded.

Thus, the legendary ending, in which all the main