The scarlet ceremonial hall fell silent at once. The appearance of the three Primordial Elves told everyone that the true main event of this wedding had arrived.
Only with Oak's Blessing could the queen and prince consort become a properly recognized married couple.
Especially the queen, who alone could truly wield the authority of the Elves.
Ke'er's expression turned solemn as she tightly clung to Li Ziran's arm.
Li Ziran looked at Aimier in the center, and an inexplicable, strange ripple stirred within him.
Though he had long known this day would come, truly facing it was another matter entirely.
This girl was leaving. Once the blessing was complete, she would return to Oak Space, and they would likely never meet again.
His Embryo, his new body, would all be brought to a halt by her sudden departure.
Li Ziran watched Aimier's expression. Her lips drooped, faint bags showed beneath the corners of her eyes, as though tears still lingered there. Clearly, she was not happy now.
From their constant contact over the past two days, Li Ziran could clearly sense that Aimier was happy, that she enjoyed it. She had even changed from her initial passivity to taking the initiative. Given enough time, he could completely tame this woman.
But there was not enough time.
Two days.
Far too short.
Behind Aimier stood Anjebel, dressed in a red robe, her expression as still as an ancient well.
After imparting those techniques, she had not spoken another word.
Perhaps at a time like this, he needed Anjebel's help. He needed a space where he could be alone with Aimier.
Ceremonial music began to play, its melodious notes flowing through the hall. Every living being quieted down, and throughout the entire hall, only the slow shifting of footsteps could be heard.