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Subaru:  The dignified great hall’s appearance had changed into something completely at odds with what Subaru remembered. A number of candlesticks lined the red carpet covering the floor. The flickering of the red flames lent the chamber a solemn atmosphere that caused those in attendance to unconsciously straighten their backs. Familiar, nostalgic faces were lined against the walls in orderly fashion. It was because those were familiar, nostalgic faces that they looked amusing while dressed in solemn, ceremonial outfits. Particularly hilarious were Garfiel, locked in a brutal struggle with his formal garb, and Otto, who looked every bit the pampered nobleman. The contrast with their normal appearances was really something else. Were they deliberately trying to make him laugh…? Frederica and the other servants treated their work uniforms as their ceremonial clothing, so it made sense that Ram was in her maid outfit as they walked in unison. Subaru drew in his breath when he realized there was someone right beside Ram.
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Subaru:  There, sitting in a chair, a blue-haired Sleeping Princess was also in attendance. Perhaps this was Ram’s idea of being considerate.
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Ram:  Ram was glancing at him with an expression that feigned ignorance.
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Subaru:  He was so grateful that it hurt. Petra was standing beside them, attending the ceremony with a dignified demeanor, wearing a dress that glimmered so much, no one would ever think she was a simple village girl. He could only let out a strained smile. No stage fright for her. Standing beside Petra was Beatrice, whose normal clothing was plenty elaborate to begin with. She relaxed her lips slightly and stood straighter, feeling reassured at the sight of her partner, Subaru, keeping an eye out for her.
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Subaru:  Subaru shifted his gaze from the participants, turning his head toward the innermost part of the great hall—
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Subaru:  Waiting for Subaru was Emilia, looking his way as she wore ornaments beautiful enough to make him tremble. Her silver hair looked like glistening moonlight. Her violet eyes seemed like inlaid gemstones. Her expression was faintly tense with such an important ceremony before her, but that only brought her mysterious beauty into sharper relief. Her attire differed from that for everyday rites, emphasizing purity befitting a formal ceremony. It seemed much like a priestess’s attire; the fabric, thin enough to let the color of her skin shine through, made it look like the raiment of a celestial maiden. Before Emilia, all feelings of tension seething within him instantly dissipated. The profound thoughts about the other participants but a moment before became distant. Everyone but Emilia flew off to the far corners of his mind. This was by no means belittling those who were there to watch over the ceremony—he was merely putting his heart where it rightfully belonged.
human
Subaru:  No one had indicated he should, but Subaru stepped forward as if someone were guiding his hand. He was wearing unfamiliar ceremonial attire with a brand-new knight’s sword on his hip.