It had been a difficult question to decide where to hold the wedding.
Our Empire had two capitals, after all.
The Empire's old capital, steeped in its legitimacy and symbolism. Its infrastructure was still somewhat backward, but it had a magnificent cathedral where generations of emperors had held their weddings.
For a thousand years, the emperors of the Empire had held their weddings only in the cathedral in the capital.
For nobles to hold their weddings in that cathedral, they needed the emperor's permission, and a wedding held there had long been considered the greatest honor an Imperial citizen could receive.
And then there was the new capital, Albion.
It lacked legitimacy, but made up for it with overwhelming infrastructure.
Albion, where hundred-story buildings were already beginning to rise, was one of the most magnificent cities in the world.
There was no better city for displaying the Empire's splendor and overwhelming might.
Each place had its own advantages and disadvantages...
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