Shut Up, Malevolent Dragon! I Don’t Want to Have Any More Children With You

Vol 10. Chapter 7: The Only One in Life

“Girls, don’t make a fuss.”

Rosvisser Melkvey spoke softly.

“The wedding is about to begin. I still need to check on how Orion is doing in the dressing room. Noa, take your sisters and Rebecca inside. I’ll come find you in a moment.”

Noa nodded. “Got it, Mom.”

The girls laughed and teased one another as they walked into the cathedral.

After greeting them, Rosvisser lifted her skirt and headed toward the dressing room behind the cathedral.

When she arrived, she saw Orion sitting upright before the vanity.

Hearing someone enter, Orion turned around. The moment she saw Rosvisser, she visibly relaxed. Seeing this, Rosvisser smiled.

“Nervous?”

Orion nodded.

“It’s a wedding. How could I not be?”

She slowly turned back to the mirror, looking at herself.

Rosvisser stepped behind her, gently resting her hands on her shoulders and speaking softly:

“Don’t be nervous. You’re about to complete this ceremony with the one you love most—and the one who loves you most.”

Orion smiled faintly.

“I know, Sister Rosvisser.”

Looking at Orion in the mirror, dressed in a pure white wedding gown, Rosvisser’s gaze shifted slightly.

She really was beautiful.

Any woman who put on a wedding dress gained a kind of sacred, spotless beauty.

Her long golden hair was gathered behind her head, revealing her slender neck and smooth shoulders. The gown was conservative in design, revealing little skin, yet it still outlined her tall, graceful figure perfectly.

It was said Constantine had spent a great deal of money commissioning the finest gown artisan in Sky City to tailor it specifically for Orion. Almost every inch of fabric carried countless hours of care.

And the love between Orion and Constantine was worthy of such a perfect dress.

“Sister Rosvisser…”

Orion’s voice pulled Rosvisser from her admiration.

“Hmm? What is it?” the Silver Dragon Queen replied.

Orion raised her eyes toward Rosvisser’s reflection in the mirror. She pressed her lips together, hesitating and struggling, but finally asked:

“You’ve been with Mister Leon for so many years… have you ever felt lost about the future?”

Rosvisser was slightly startled.

She truly did not know how to answer that question. And she did not quite understand why Orion was asking it.

After a brief silence, Orion continued:

“I’ve always been someone who plans everything carefully. Whether I was a librarian before, later the captain of the Blazing Sun Clan guard, or now as city lord—I’ve mapped every step of my life clearly. Except… for A-Yan and me. It’s not that I have no hope for our future. In fact, it’s the opposite. Every day I wake up, I imagine our life after marriage. At first, I could picture specific things—making breakfast together, traveling together, or doing nothing and just staying side by side. But gradually…”

Instead of looking through the mirror, Orion turned around and met Rosvisser’s silver eyes directly.

“Gradually, I couldn’t think of anything else we could still do together. And from that moment, I began to feel lost about our future. I can’t make any concrete plans. I don’t know whether that’s normal or not… and I can’t say it to A-Yan directly. So… I wanted to ask what you think, Sister Rosvisser. Or maybe you could tell me about your experiences with Mister Leon, so I can use them as reference.”

After hearing her explanation, Rosvisser finally understood.

Though Orion always appeared calm and unapproachable, a powerful ruler in everyone’s eyes...

When it came to life and love, she was just a girl with little experience, even confused and worried about the future.

Rosvisser thought for a moment, then pulled a chair over and sat down so they were at the same eye level.

“My experience with Leon is rather unusual, so I might not be able to give you anything very practical.”

She smiled and spoke leisurely.

“But as for feeling lost… Leon and I truly have. More than once.”

Orion’s golden pupils trembled slightly. She could hardly imagine that the couple who always seemed perfectly in sync—and always ready to show their affection—had once experienced confusion and helplessness.

Rosvisser took Orion’s hand into her own and continued:

“At the beginning, we weren’t like what everyone sees now. Back then… we were contradictory. Every day we thought about how to prank each other and make the other miserable. Whenever I saw him fall into my trap and let me bully him, I was happy. He was the same. But after the happiness passed…”

Rosvisser lifted her gaze to meet Orion’s.

“All that remained was confusion about tomorrow. Back then, we put all our thoughts into making life difficult for each other, to the point we couldn’t think about anything else. But we endured that period. Because even if we disliked each other, we both understood—in that strange and contradictory relationship, the only one who could stay beside the other… was each other. Later, we had Aurora, and then some bad people targeted us. Trouble kept coming one after another.”

Orion noticed Rosvisser’s faint smile as she recalled the past. No matter how unusual those experiences with Leon had been, they were clearly among her most precious memories.

Rosvisser continued softly:

“If the first confusion was about daily life and our relationship, then the later confusion was real helplessness toward the future. You’ve seen how strong Leon is. Yet even someone so invincible has obstacles he cannot cross. He could defeat every enemy, but he could never reconcile with the overwhelming sense of responsibility in his own heart. That made him feel oppressed and troubled… and yes, what you called confusion.”

Orion listened carefully and asked:

“Then how did Mister Leon get through that time?”

“Companionship.”

Rosvisser answered gently.

“I once told him that no matter what happens, as his wife, I would always stay by his side. Confusion is unavoidable, Orion. It has nothing to do with whether it’s normal or not. But no matter how lost you feel, you must trust your beloved. You will endure all painful days together. And in the end...”

At that moment, the dressing room door opened. Sherry leaned in and said:

“The ceremony is about to begin, Orion. You need to prepare backstage.”

“Oh, alright, coming.”

Orion stood, lifting the hem of her dress, and walked quickly toward the door with the attendants.

Before leaving, she turned back toward Rosvisser.

“Thank you for telling me all this, Sister Rosvisser.”

Rosvisser smiled and nodded. “You’re welcome. Go on.”

“Mhm!”

Orion left the dressing room.

Listening to the fading sound of her heels, Rosvisser slowly turned to face her reflection in the mirror.

After a moment of silence, she softly spoke the words she had not finished earlier:

“In the end, we became the only one in each other’s lives. Right, Leon?”