Castle Tryst, 20:00;

That was the name of the palace Xinguan were to be wedded in. Tryst. A private romantic rendezvous between lovers, it meant. It was ideal, for Duke Raphael and Princess Pearl had made a home of these very walls once. The couple had celebrated years of matrimony, therein, quite blissfully so.

"Here, here, President Xi!", one of the many photographers yelled out, as the groom made his way to the end of the altar, hundreds of eyes glued to the stunning man. Accoutred magnificently into a Wine Red slim-fit single-breasted suit, decorated with Country X's lionized Military sash, so to honor his position in the Army; he looked like a Royalty himself. It was the protocol, but. The spouse to the ruling heads of Country X had to, through such significant events, appear as up-to-mark and patriotic as expected by the public.

With Xi Fang and Xi Wei following behind him, the man radiated the impression of an ancient, scrumptious King, visiting the mere mortals. In a way, that was true. Even without the media, and the public, Xi Yuan was someone the world bowed down to, out of courtesy and respect. He did not have to be a monarch to be a King. He was it.

As the journalists tried to get through the small balconies connected to the enormous wedding hall, Mo Zixuan turned around, limiting their enthusiasm with a tad of his glare. Wasn't it enough already to have allowed them in, he thought.

Shortly after, Xi Yuan reached the old officiant, he nodded to the man respectfully, standing to his left. Xi Wei tapped the man's shoulder, a grin across his mouth, "Finally!!", the younger one said.

"Shut up, Wei.", Xi Fang pulled the man back, smiling modestly at the guests next, "No drama during the ceremony.", he said. Xi Wei nodded in agreement, suppressing his laughter in an instant. Right. No drama. This wedding had to be perfect. Both, their Brother and Sister-in-law deserved that, to the least, after all the troubles and hindrances they'd had in their paths.

"Our Yuan, Mr. Xi.", Li Jungah smiled, a lump forming in her throat, as she watched her son, "So handsome..."

"He really has grown up, hasn't he?", Xi Chongkun laughed, nodding at his wife.

As if sensing their eyes on him, Xi Yuan turned to look at his parents, a tender smile coming to his lips involuntarily. Without saying much, the man raised his brows at them twice, as if asking how he looked, hence earning a wave of awed chuckles from the onlookers. Such an endearing situation it was, to watch the President of Xi Corporations seek praise from his parents.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Bride!", William Young announced about five minutes later, "Please stand up." And as they did so, Xi Yuan set his eyes upon the entrance to the vintage space, his heart beating unevenly, rapidly. But she was not the first one to appear. It was Lu Alix, holding onto a small basket of rose petals, strewing them carefully as the woman stepped over them, steadily descending into everyone's sight.

And as she finally was en public, the viewers stood frozen, attempting to absorb the view in front of them. With satin ivory and appliquéd lace bodice, long-sleeves, a low neckline, and a full skirt, Rong Xinghe's White gown was but a dress of intricate work. Although, instead of a traditional veil, the woman had put on a long tulle beaded-back cape. Yes, a cape! The three logos to the nation's Naval Force, the Air Force, and the Armed Force embroidered over its back; rightfully serving as a tribute to her position as the country's Military Chief.

Her hair was done in breezy mermaid waves, a European crown over her head, the diamonds on it dazzling from distance. Her makeup precisely to the point. From top to bottom, everything about this bride was breathtaking. And just as unique as her. Yet, suiting her very well. She was the Queen after all, wasn't she?

As she walked down the aisle, her cape brushing the petal-covered floor, for a few seconds, across the room, their eyes met. He looked spectacular, she whispered to herself. Xi Yuan, on the other hand, found himself struggling for words to describe her. It was surreal, he felt, how she looked. How could a person appear so arrestingly entrancing, he marveled.

"Brother...", Xi Fang stepped forth a few paces, smiling, "Here, handkerchief." It was now that Xi Yuan realized that a drop of tear had rolled down his right cheek unknowingly. "Lord.", the man laughed, looking away as he grabbed the cloth from his brother. Rong Xinghe couldn't help but giggle slightly, burying her face into her bro Lu's arms after.

"He is the right man for you, Kiddo.", Lu Wei laughed shortly, nodding at the other Five tigers, gesturing them to join in.

"Come here.", Mo Zixuan smiled, planting a soft kiss against the girl's cheek, "We're happy for you, Xinghe. We really are."

"I know.", the girl smiled back, hugging the man.

"You'll always find a family in us, Sister.", Zhi Bo laughed, pecking her on the forehead, his voice breaking slightly.

And as Zhi Al and Su Rogguang pulled the girl's cheeks as they always did, Zhi Xi kissed the back of her hand in the end. "Go now. Marry him.", Lu Wei said to the girl approvingly.

"Ad infinitum, brothers.", Rong Xinghe said, her voice more a pledge than a formality. The men simply nodded at her, their gazes filled with affection. Rong Xiao outstretched her hand then, helping the girl to the right of the priest as the Six Tigers joined their lovers later.

Rong Xinghe smiled to the two groomsmen behind her darling, mouthing the word 'hot' to them. Xi Wei chuckled, adjusting his Navy Blue suit bashfully, eliciting a giggle from Rong Xiao. Xi Fang laughed internally. She really could light up any room she walked into, couldn't she? Just like how she'd painted their brother's life into the most exotic, and brightest of the colors there were in the world.

"We shall begin with the vows now.", the priest cleared his throat after a while "Groom is to proceed first.", he added, looking at Xi Yuan next.