Unlike Sui Xiong, who was smiling happily, Leon was feeling terribly troubled.
It wasn't as though he had never worn formal attire under the ministrations of maidservants before, but he had truly never worn anything this elaborate.
The Eagle Kingdom had been founded through martial might, and among the human nations, its customs were the boldest and most hard-hitting. When people of the Eagle Kingdom married, they did not need to specially change into any formal attire. At most, they simply found a couple of nicer-looking outfits to wear. Armor, of course, was out of the question. No matter how imposing and valiant someone might be, no one would attend their own wedding dressed for battle.
But the Blue Moon Kingdom was different. This nation founded upon commerce placed great importance on splendor and ceremony. Even when there was no major occasion, people who could afford it liked to dress a little more gorgeously and elaborately. When faced with grand celebrations or momentous events like weddings and funerals, they dressed as lavishly as possible and layered on as much complexity as possible. Like Leon at this very moment: he was wearing four different outfits inside and out, along with twenty or thirty different ornaments. He felt as though he had turned into one of those mannequins used to decorate the front of a clothing shop, hung all over with a jumble of miscellaneous things.
Alas! Why did I agree to Kalisha's request to hold the wedding in the old Gars style...?
He kept a smile on his face, but inwardly, he could not stop sighing.
Still, his situation was actually the better one. Kalisha's side was the real main event.
No matter the world, women's clothing was more intricate and lavish than men's, and this place was naturally no exception.