Another year passed, and before Berengar knew it the day for Zara's wedding had arrived. He had awoken bright and early on this day, as he dressed in his finest royal attire, along with all the medals he had earned as his time in command of Germany's military forces. While Yasmin dressed herself in the most gorgeous purple dress, she could find.
Zara did not have too many friends, and because of this her bridesmaids consisted of her mother, and her sisters. All of which were exotic beauties in their own right. Speaking of, after having himself a particularly anxious morning, Berengar knocked on his most beloved daughter's door, just before the wedding was supposed to begin.
Naturally Zara opened it to reveal her stunning white wedding dress. It was a modern strapless design, which revealed her substantial curves in a way that, while sexy, was also conservative. The girl did a quick spin for her father, showing off her expensive dress before asking for the man's opinion.
"Daddy, what do you think of Zara's wedding dress?"
There was an incredibly beautiful smile on Zara's flawless face as she waited for her father's opinion, which he responded with almost immediately after she asked.
"Zara looks like an angel!"
This response caused Zara to blush, as she hugged her father and kissed him on the cheek. She then looked a bit nervous, for perhaps the first time in her life, as she asked the immediate question on her mind.
"So today is the big day, huh? It is hard to believe it has finally arrived after all these years..."
Berengar understood his daughter's apprehension. She was about to get married to a man she had been infatuated with since they were both teenagers. To believe that her big day had finally arrived, it was truly shocking. Even Berengar could not believe that a man had met the list of requirements that he had set out for his most beloved daughter's hand in marriage.
But Brandt was determined. Not only had he attended the Military Academy and received a degree in chemistry. But he had proven himself to be a valuable military asset for the Reich.
Becoming a member of the legendary Sturmkommados, where he proved himself in battle on numerous occasions against the Reich's tribal enemies.
In doing so, Brandt had earned himself a title of nobility, and the respect of all veterans. While simultaneously, he had started up a business brewing beer. Which had, over the last ten years, turned into the largest brewing company in the Reich, even more so than Berengar's personal brand, which he owned.
In just ten years, the man had become a military, academic, and industrial success. One who had the means to protect and look after Berengar's most treasured princess. Thus, with a deep sigh of regret, the Great Kaiser of the German Nation nodded his head, and grasped hold of his daughter's hand, before leading her out to the car, which was waiting to transport them and their family to the Cathedral.
"Indeed, today is the day. Now, we must not keep your fiancee waiting. I am sure he is eager to say his vows in front of God and men..."
There was a bit of a bitter tone in Berengar's voice as he said this. He had given away many daughters to men he thought were suitable partners, but he had never truly thought the day would come where a man worthy of Zara would arise to the challenge.
But he supposed it was better this way, Zara seemed to be happy with her choice in partner, and the two of them made a good couple.
Berengar, Yasmin, and Zara arrived at the Cathedral, where Ghazi was waiting for the rest of his family. There was an incredibly large smile on the Sultan's face as he hugged his sister, and kissed her on the cheeks. Before telling her how beautiful she looked.
"My goodness, you are like an angel in the flesh!"
Zara merely giggled when she heard this before responding to her brother's claims with a proud tone in her voice.
"That's funny, daddy said the same thing about Zara."
Ghazi then walked up to his father and shook the man's hand before greeting both him and his mother.
"Father, mother, it is good to see you both. It has been too long since I last stepped foot in the city, to think that things have changed so much since I last visited. I can't help but notice the trains seemed to be improved. Just what kind of technology have your scientists invented this time?"
Berengar simply chuckled as he heard this, before patting his son on the back, where he then responded to his words with a bit of pride in his voice.
"It's called a Maglev, to put it simply, it allows the reich to run trains that are capable of speeds over 500 kilometers per hour. But enough about such petty things. Today is your sister's big day, and I believe the groom is waiting for us as we speak."
Ghazi smiled and nodded to his father's words before taking his place in the Cathedral's seating, which was packed with important guests who had travelled across the world to witness the wedding of a girl who had caused the destruction of an entire country.
Zara placed a veil over her head, as she grabbed hold of her father's hand, and smiled as the two of them walked down the aisle together, while the traditional music played in the background. The look on Brandt's face as he gazed upon the beautiful appearance of his lovely bride was priceless.
Eventually, Berengar handed Zara off to Brandt, where the two of them stood at the altar, waiting for the priest to say his words. Brandt and Zara both spoke their vows, before saying the words "I do." and in doing so, sealing their bond of matrimony with a wholesome kiss.
The crowd erupted into cheers, while Berengar slowly clapped, thinking about just how old he had become. Almost all of his children were now married, with families of their own. And Zara was the last among them to do so, despite being nearly thirty now.
He had many grandchildren, which he loved more than anything, and believed that soon enough, his time as the Great Kaiser of the German Reich would be coming to an end. Perhaps now that the last of his children were properly married, he would step down and allow Hans to take his rightful place as the new Kaiser of the German Empire.
But that was a discussion for another time. Instead, there was a celebration to be had, and thus, Berengar led the entire list of guests back to his palace, where he threw the grandest of wedding reception's for his favorite daughter. Much to the chagrin of his other daughters, who gazed upon Zara with a slight bit of envy. After all, she had always monopolized so much of their father's free time when they were all growing up.
Nobody appeared happier for this day than Zara, except for perhaps Brandt. After all, he had just gotten one of the most beautiful women in the Empire as his wife, one who was the princess of two mighty empires.
And though it was entirely unlikely that his bloodline would inherit either throne, it was a testament to the meritocracy of the Reich, that poor farm boy from the colonies like himself could rise to such prominence in society that he could marry a princess.
Thus, at the wedding, the man made a particularly wholesome toast to the man who made all of this possible. Something that Berengar seemed to enjoy, as he simply smiled and drank his wine. As for Zara, she maintained the dignity of a princess throughout the entire affair, entertaining all of her guests like the social butterfly that she was. While, also showing submission to her new husband, by allowing him to cut the cake, and lead the conversations.
In the end, the guests all returned to their homes, or at least their lodgings for their stay in Kufstein, while Zara and Brandt retired to the man's luxurious villa out in the countryside beyond the city of Kufstein. Where the two of them would consummate their marriage in a passionate display of love. Something which Brandt would never forget until the day he finally passed away from this world.
