A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5897

Tears shimmered at the edges of Lindsay's eyes, but her head shook with unshakable resolve. "I'm not afraid. As long as I can stand beside you, no hardship can break me. And I don't care how many women there are in your life," she said, voice soft yet steady. "As long as I'm one of them, that's all that matters."

She pressed herself to Jared's chest, heartbeat steady against his ribs. "I know your road is long and lined with trials, but I will wait, and when I can, I'll fight beside you. Whatever tomorrow brings, I will never regret the choice I make today."

Heat bloomed behind Jared's sternum, spreading outward like sunrise across marble. He drew her close, arms firm and protective.

In that embrace, he finally, fully, accepted the brave and sincere woman before him.

After a lingering moment, Lindsay's cheeks flamed crimson. She eased from his hold and smoothed her gown. "I-I should prepare for the wedding. It's happening so quickly, but a wedding is still a once-in-a-lifetime rite..."

"Then I'll help," Jared said, a quiet smile lifting the burden from his eyes.

"Okay!"

***

The entire Earthfire Pavilion burst into motion the moment the unexpected wedding was announced.

Time was short, yet their princess' marriage demanded every ritual.

The hall was alive with celebration, decorated from ceiling to floor, every door and window radiating joy. Young disciples blinked in astonishment, then traded it for blessings whispered beneath the banners—after all, Jared had once saved their princess, unmasked traitors, and wielded a strength worthy of her hand.

High noon was chosen for the ceremony.

The main hall was lavishly decorated. Although no outside guests were invited, all the elders, stewards, and key disciples were present.

Jared entered first, clothed in a scarlet robe that caught the torch-glow like liquid fire. His carriage was unbowed, resolute.

Then came Lindsay. A tiara rested upon her dark hair, and brocade robes the shade of dawn flowed around her like living flame. In that moment, beauty itself seemed to pause, studying how it might keep pace with her.

Under the steady guidance of Ignatius, father and head of Earthfire Pavilion, the couple exchanged vows, sealing their union as husband and wife.

The entire ceremony was simple, yet weighty as molten ore.

"Send the couple into the bridal suite!" the master of ceremonies announced.

Cheers cascaded through the hall as disciples formed an eager corridor, guiding Jared and Lindsay toward a newly prepared room steeped in petals and laughter.

Inside, candles swayed in the gentle draft, spreading warm light across silks, lacquered screens, and every ribbon-tied blossom.

Lindsay perched on the edge of the bed, palms damp with nervous heat despite the confidence she had shown moments earlier.

Jared approached, heart beating in measured thunder. With infinite care, he lifted the veil from her face, letting it fall like a final curtain between past and future.

Under the warm lick of candle-flame, Lindsay's face glowed like a petal glazed in morning dew—so breathtakingly lovely that the small bridal suite seemed to shrink, as though beauty alone emptied the room of air.

"Lindsay..." Jared murmured.

She answered with the faintest hum, a single trembling note that fluttered between them like the wingbeat of a moth.

Jared sat beside her. His fingers found hers—soft, cool, nervous. "Lindsay, there's something you must know."

For a moment, Lindsay's heart seized. "What is it?"

"Before our marriage, there was indeed someone else in my heart," Jared replied candidly. "She is an old acquaintance who once saved my life. I swore I would protect her—that was my promise to her."

Bang!

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