Mysterious Queen

When Jarvan revealed the news, everyone except Fiora and Jergente was surprised; clearly, no one knew about it. 🎈🐧 ☺💛

As the most senior person here, Tiana was the first to inquire, "Is this true, Fiora? I haven't heard anything about this before?"

"I'm sorry, Lady Tiana. This was a decision I made just a few days ago. There was no need for everyone to worry, so I didn't inform you."

"This isn't like you at all. You value honor and etiquette above all else, and now you've gotten engaged without a word. Is this the person next to you?"

"Yes, his name is Jergente, from Freljord. He came to Demacia six months ago after the Allied War and was hired by me to forge swords for the Laurent Family. Rest assured, he poses absolutely no threat to Demacia."

Does Lord Fili know about this?

"My parents have long since retired to the countryside and no longer concern themselves with family affairs, so there's no need to bother them. I will naturally invite them when the wedding is held."

Fiora was very determined and didn't care about other people's opinions at all. It's really hard to understand what she was thinking that someone so particular about etiquette wouldn't even tell her parents about her marriage.

In Demacia, marriage between nobles and commoners was very rare, and even now, with the breaking down of class barriers, it's still uncommon, especially since Jergente wasn't even a Demacia.

Tiana looked at Fiora with a serious expression; to my recollection, she had never shown such a serious face before.

"I heard that to win your heart, you must first defeat you. Did he succeed?"

"No, so we just made an agreement without a time limit: we'll get married whenever he wins against me."

"Oh, I see. What a romantic duelist's agreement! No wonder you have the title of 'Peerless.' I understand now, I'll support you!"

"Thank you so much!"

After hearing Fiora's explanation, Tiana agreed, and everyone offered their blessings, except for one person who remained silent— Garen.

He had been staring in Fiora's direction ever since she arrived, his face expressionless. Though it revealed neither joy nor sorrow, it spoke volumes about his sadness.

It wasn't until after all the congratulations had ended and Jarvan brought up the topic of leaving that Garen spoke up, saying he wanted to go to Ionia with Jarvan. Actually, he was saying this to Tiana, since she was the one in charge there.

"Fiora's going, and you're going too? Then who's going to manage Demacia?" Tiana seemed somewhat disapproving.

"Everything is going smoothly in Demacia. There aren't many things to deal with. Lord Andy is managing the finances, and we'll leave the rest to Witt. I'm sure he won't refuse."

With his brother-in-law speaking, would Witt dare disobey?

"I will do my best. Now that things are relatively peaceful in the City of Light, I'll move to the palace for a while."

"That's wonderful! Please move in with us, Auntie!" Caroline was overjoyed and invited Lux to come along so she could have more people to chat with.

"This..." Lux seemed hesitant.

"Listen to the Queen and come over. I've been missing you too, so let's take this opportunity to chat."

"Yes, Aunt."

Hearing Tiana's words, Lux could no longer refuse. The two looked like sisters, and Tiana might even be a little younger, but her seniority was obvious.

The banquet was simple and ended quickly, lasting less than half a day, and we were ready to leave.

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As Jarvan and Caroline parted with heavy hearts, she would have gone to Ionia with Jarvan if she hadn't been pregnant.

"Be careful, Jarvan, I don't want my child to be born without ever seeing its father."

"Don't worry, Caroline, I will definitely return victorious and let the child know that his father is a true hero."

"You're already a hero. Keep this for self-defense."

Caroline handed Jarvan a feather, which Golden Light like his spear and was clearly no ordinary object.

Caroline said she found it by chance during her journey and gave it to Jarvan as a talisman because it looked beautiful.

Sivir looked puzzled when she saw the feather. She and Jarvan asked to take a closer look and discovered that it wasn't made of pure gold, but was natural!

"This feather is not an artifact, but a naturally grown one, imbued with the Ascended Power. May I ask where Your Majesty obtained it?"

"This is... this was given to me by a very impressive person."

After Sivir's reminder, Jarvan suddenly remembered what she had said before: Caroline possesses supernatural abilities, and they are extremely powerful!

"By the way Caroline, there's something I need to ask you."

"What's up?"

"Are you... are you used to living in the palace? If you feel lonely, you can go out and have some fun, but of course, be careful."

"Don't worry, things are much better with your uncle and aunt here!"

Jarvan ultimately didn't ask about it. He didn't like prying into other people's secrets. If Caroline wanted to talk about it, she would; if she didn't, he wouldn't press her.

Sivir sighed. Since Jarvan didn't care, there was no need for her to press him.

So, when Wukong Varus, and I set off, there were only three of us. When we Shurima, Sivir joined us, and now Fiora, Garen, Jarvan, Shvana, and Jergente have joined us, making the team quite large.

I also learned that Jax was actively searching for someone who could deal with the Vastaya. He was an incredibly powerful ally, which boosted my confidence considerably.

However, these people alone are probably not enough to deal with the powerful Vastaya. I plan to go to Freljord again to see if Ashe can lend a hand.

Also, there's something else I need to ask Tam: what exactly is the Soul of Ionia? After thinking about it, only he can give me the answer.

After I explained my idea, everyone wanted to come with me, but I refused.

Although I'll only be away from Ionia for two or three days, I'm still worried something might happen there, so it would be better if they got there sooner rather than later.

But it made sense to everyone else, but not to Sivir. She insisted on coming with me, saying she had never been to Freljord and wanted to see the snowfields.

There's nothing I can do; I can't force her to go to Ionia, so I can only let her go with me.

"You can go along with it, but you have to promise me one thing: don't say anything out of line!"

"Okay! I won't say a word, is that alright?"

I hope so!

Upon arriving at the nearby portal, we split into two groups. Since there were only two of us, Sivir and I, the teleportation consumed less mana, so we set off for Freljord first.