"Hmm, why did I feel like this outfit wasn't much different from what you usually wore? There was nothing particularly eye-catching about it!" Archduke Ferdinand commented as he looked at Ernst.
Because Constantin was stationed in East Africa, Archduke Ferdinand had handled most of the arrangements for this marriage.
"Looking no different from usual is one of its greatest highlights. Doesn't that just prove my everyday taste in clothes is still up to standard?" Ernst said, standing before the mirror.
Ernst normally wore nothing but suits and had hardly ever worn anything else, so after changing into formal attire, he did not look much different from usual.
It was not that Ernst particularly liked suits. Clothes in this era simply were not as comfortable as those in his previous life, and suits happened to fit him best. Military uniforms were also quite comfortable, but Ernst did not command troops, so there was no need for him to dress that way. He had only worn one for a period while commanding operations in South Africa.
Dressed in the groom's formal attire, Ernst was still reasonably handsome, and that was enough. After all, looks had never been the deciding factor in a political marriage. In terms of politics, economics, status, and strength, Ernst was an excellent match for House of Habsburg.
If it had been Franz's daughter getting married, House of Habsburg would certainly have chosen with great care. But Archduke Ferdinand's daughter naturally did not receive that same level of attention.
Thus, this marriage had actually drawn a rather ordinary response from the international community. Austria, however, had promoted it quite thoroughly, because 1873 had been one disaster after another, with bad news pouring in without cease, leaving House of Habsburg and the Austrian government rushed off their feet.
Now, Princess