A Noble Marriage

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They were not going to announce it now, because Karenin said it would damage Anna's reputation.

Reputation, yes, the man took this matter very seriously. A small flaw in the old-fashioned way, but harmless.

"Then I'll be waiting for you the day after tomorrow." Anna said.

Karenin nodded slightly: "Tomorrow I will send a letter of visit. I should have sent it a week earlier, but I won't be in Moscow long. I mean, if you think it's a good time to get married, I'll have to go to France on business for a month the day after the wedding."

"I think the sooner the better." Anna blinked, then asked, "If you are going to France, can I go with you?"

"It's not unprecedented. If you wish, yes. But," Karenin paused, "I still think such a hasty marriage would make you feel uncomfortable."

"No, not at all."

Anna propped her hands on her cheeks, and she kept looking so happy, as if she were not making some impulsive decision, as if they had known each other for a long time.

"I'd be happy to follow you anywhere." She whispered deliberately, with a slightly seductive tone.

Karenin coughed slightly unnaturally.

"In fact, I was thinking of doing just that. Considering that you and I will be going from Moscow to Petersburg after our marriage, it might be uncomfortable for you to be left alone."

"I like that idea."

Anna praised frankly. "I want a husband to be able to think of his wife at all times, to show that he needs her."

When Anna finished, she saw the man stare at her for a moment, not with fear or shyness, but with openness, and at the end she smiled again.

"I see."

What she didn't know was that after her first request to Karenin had not been met, the gentleman had always taken her words to heart from then on. In his well-organized mind, he often kept modifying some guidelines and ideas because of her whims, so much so that, surprisingly, they were able to keep the same in both times.

And all this, Anna was now unaware of.

"Finally, perhaps you will call me by my first name, Anna, instead of Miss Obolensky?" Anna demanded again as she licked her lips, also fully displaying the somewhat stubborn part of her character.

"As I said earlier, the only time I will change my title is after God has determined that they are the closest thing to each other in existence." Karenin said calmly, then he stood up, approached Anna, took the back of the other woman's hand and kissed it.

"Please be ready, Miss Obolensky."

After being sure of one thing, Karenin was the kind of man who would not back down, and his kind of aura that did not allow him to retreat in politics was unconsciously put into the present.

He gave Anna one last look, his lower lip, which was slightly thicker than his upper lip, pursed gently, and his blue eyes, which showed like understated gems when his eyelashes were lowered and his eyes raised, hit her heart just as easily.

"I will." A smile floated at the corners of her mouth as she replied.

The carriage sparkled, Anna sat inside the carriage, and with her were her older brother and sister-in-law Tauri, who had married over two months ago.

Tauri was the eldest daughter of the Duke Serbatsky family, which was a very prestigious local family in Moscow. Again, it was a marriage of the right family, and like other political marriages, the couple did not come together out of love, but the days were pretty good.

"I notice you are in a good mood, Anna, have you met something happy?" Tauri asked.

She was a little worried before she married that she would get along well with her sister-in-law, but then she realized she was overly concerned; her husband's sister was a mild-mannered girl. Her personality had changed a bit since she got well, but Skewar said it was for the better. Because it's obvious that Anna has become more cheerful.

"Yeah, tell me what good things have happened to you, Anna."

Skewar blinked his gray eyes, which were identical to his sister's, and he was not yet thirty, well-built, and his whole person presented a calm and affectionate look.

"I don't want to talk about it yet, tomorrow, tomorrow you'll know." Anna blinked.

"We can be so curious when you do." Tori laughed a little.

"If she's not happy to talk, then we shouldn't keep cross-examining, dear." Skewar said happily.

He didn't mean to accuse his wife, but Tauri was a sensitive woman, but it was good that Skewar was an optimistic man, and he said something else that made Tauri quickly drop the matter.

Anna did not listen to what her elder brother was saying, even though it was now night, but she felt like a happy little bird that could not wait to fly to her own sky.

In this era, the fresh air, although there is still a lot of suppression, but the future is so clear that people want to chase.

With such expectations in mind, pillowed with joy and hope, at ten o'clock the next morning, Kalenin's visit letter was delivered.

"Alexei Alexandrovich Karenin?"

Anna's current aunt, the Duchesse de Tellier, was a stern woman, not thin, even slightly fat, but always cold and hard in her pretty face.

This cold hard and Karenin is very different.

Duchess Tellier is like a machine, and the procedure is to maintain the honor of the family. So she arranged for Anna's elder brother, Sikhova, to choose the eldest daughter of Duke Serbatsky's family, and she was ready to start arranging Anna's marriage, but now, it seems, something has changed. As long as there was a girl to be married in the family, the answer was self-evident to any respectable gentleman who came to visit.

"Anna, you know this Lord Karenin?"

Madame Tellier naturally knew Karenin, even if she was only a widow who had lost her husband at an early age, but she had never known any of the famous names in politics.

"We had a conversation at the ball yesterday." Anna replied in a warm voice. There was no way around it; the old woman was not a good match at first glance, and she did not want to wind herself up in this string of explanations.

Madame Tellier asked the high servant at her side to bring her monocle, and then looked carefully at the invitation.

Half an hour later, she asked the servant with her to deliver the written reply to the place where Karenin was staying. During this time, she and Anna no longer had a conversation, even if the center of their talk was dominated by her.

Mrs. Tellier was not in the habit of consulting with others, and since Anna and Skeeva's parents had died early, she was the one who decided everything, and she had no intention of informing Skeeva about it, but her own grandson and granddaughter let it slip.

"Aunt Anna is getting married!"

The two bearish children bickered, and Skeeva's face reddened.

"You can't talk nonsense, stop it now." Tauri said, the two children because of the adult's reaction felt very funny, but said more diligently.

"Shut up!" Skee Wah reprimanded the two nephews in a rare loud voice.

The children were terrified and cried out, and one by one they went to their mother to tell her off.

Skewaw ignored the two bear children, but looked at Anna and said, "What's going on?" Instead of getting angry at Anna, he came close to grunting.

"I don't know, maybe you can ask your aunt." Anna spoke slowly.

"I'll ask her, of course." Skewar grunted again and then burrowed into Madame Tellier's study, leaving Tauri and Anna behind.

Tauri was, after all, a woman, and a little more attentive. She said carefully, "If I am right, that Lord Karenin may have come to propose marriage."

"Maybe." Anna said with deliberate reserve.

Tauri knew she shouldn't ask that, but she asked anyway, "And if it's true, what do you think?"

"It won't be too bad, he's a rare gentleman."

She didn't dare to analyze whether Anna was speaking from her heart or reluctantly, after all, just from the condition, it was also a marriage of the right family, but, more or less, thinking of the fourteen years difference between Anna and that gentleman, she felt more or less better about this marriage of hers.

Skee Wah didn't take long to come out, looking a little downcast, perhaps reprimanded. He looked over at his sister.

Anna came up and smiled, "Don't frown, Skewar."

"Anna, are you happy about this?"

"Skeeva." Tauri whispered, trying to stop her husband from speaking so bluntly.

Once a woman married, whether the other man was good or bad, she would always draw the man into her own protective territory, ignoring even the fact that he was perhaps not so good, and that, perhaps, he did not need such maintenance.

"Everything waits for tomorrow, is that okay? Skeeva." Anna said sincerely.

Skewar always had nothing to do with his sister, so he could only grunt again.

That night, at his desk, the man pressed his right hand slightly on the paper, his half-closed eyes looked at the paper, and at the end, smiled softly. He picked up a pen and wrote on the paper again. The sound of the pen writing on the parchment "brush", seems to be with the drunkenness, in the night, become more and more thick intoxicating ......

First of all, she is not a princess, and Karenin is not a prince.

Strangely enough, perhaps to others, this is an aristocratic and luxurious wedding, while in Anna's mind, it's just that she is about to marry the man she likes.

Despite the fact that it was her wedding, she was not allowed to make too many comments.

Since she had been given such a clothed status, she was bound to make some sacrifices. Confrontation is not cost effective, moreover, she has never experienced such a wedding herself. With such a good mood, they finally got everything ready and got on the train to Petersburg.

Anna's personal maid, Annuschka, looked more nervous than Anna herself, and for the third time she came to ask Anna if she wanted a drink of water.

"Sit down and rest for a while, Annushka." Anna said with a smile.

Annushka breathed hard and then said, "Miss, I really can't sit down properly."

"Oh, then you can stand for a while." Anna said deliberately, and Annuschka gave her a scornful look. As she got along with Anna, she had now let go quite a bit, but still retained the proper place for a maid to be and would not overstep her bounds.

During this period, Tauri always came over to relieve her boredom, they said a lot of things. Tauri's intention was to relieve Anna and keep her in a good mood about the marriage, but in the end she found that no matter what she said, Anna always looked pleasant.

In spite of her many curiosities, Tauri was no Skewar, and her good breeding kept her from asking Anna directly why.

From time to time, Skeeva would come over, and he kept a cheerful mood now, as if he had not been the one who had opposed the marriage before.

Anna liked Skewar, his broad smile and the little jokes he told.

Anna's cousin-in-law, Dounia, though the eldest daughter of a large family, had little temperament, especially after marrying a weak and ineffectual husband, and she had a deep dislike for Anna, who still had numerous options. But now, look where they ended up, even if her husband was timid and cowardly, he was young, and the man who was about to become Anna's husband was older and looked like he had it all together.

Because of this comparison, Dounia always looked at Anna with a kind of condescension and pity.

Anna does not take these things to heart. She didn't need to be angry about people like Dunia, she just needed to think about her wedding and the man who was going to be her husband.

The train clanked past Moscow and, after a somewhat tiring journey, brought them to Petersburg.

They got off the train in a big group and soon saw Karenin and his group of servants.

Karenin was not dressed to impress, wearing a civilian uniform that he had not had time to change from work, with a dark tweed coat over it and uniform pants that properly covered his socks, and he did not wear a hat, perhaps to make it easier for Anna and the others to see him.

The cold wind blew some of Karenin's hair out of his face, and he was still looking around when Anna saw him, but it didn't take long for his eyes to lock on to her. So she gave a sweet smile in the crowd. Even if hidden under the hat of the grid, that smile is still like a sunshine, instantly lit up the whole space.

Kalenin pressed down some internal stirring thoughts, he walked up quickly.

According to the reception procedure, he was the first to exchange pleasantries with Madame Thérières, followed by his brother-in-law-to-be, and finally his young wife.

Anna couldn't say much to Karenin, she knew it was some kind of rule. Even if they were to be married in the next hour, they were not allowed to be too intimate as long as they were not yet.

It may seem like aristocratic reserve and elegance to people of this era, but Anna couldn't help but sputter in her mind that this was, after all, her wedding to him, wasn't it?

But no matter how dissatisfied, she had to accept the reality.

They went to the best hotel in Petersburg in a carriage arranged by Karenin, and it was less than three days before their wedding.

After sending them back to their respective rooms, Annuschka told Anna that Karenin had left.

Anna made an ugly face as she sighed, and it wasn't long before there was a knock at the door. Annuschka went to answer the door.

"Who is it?" Anna asked.

"It's to stop you from sighing." Annuschka covered her mouth and laughed.

Anna saw the letter and her eyes lit up for a moment.

She opened the letter and took out a piece of paper from it, the familiar script entered her eyes and eventually drew a giggle from her.

Annuschka did not bother to inquire what the gentleman had written to his lady; she was a peaceful maid, and she sat down in her chair to continue her knitting work.

They were not allowed to see each other for those three days according to tradition, but no one said they couldn't communicate by letter!

Anna traced Karenin's face in her mind and finally noted the word "cunning" on the man's nose, amused by her own giggles.

The day before the wedding, Russian men have their own final bachelor's night celebration.

It was not in Karenin's dictionary to hold these, but who made his inner brother the most happy to follow these traditions? Anyway, Sikhova arranged for Karenin's last bachelor's night celebration, which belonged to a young man in his twenties.

The people who came Kalenin knew, but not very well. After all, a big man like Karenin, he knows many people, but if we talk about friends, but only a few can participate in such celebrations.

So in the end, the party, which was launched with the explicit purpose of being for Karenin, ended with several alcoholics crying and laughing at the table.