Until the sunset bathed the sky in brilliant hues, they finally took a mont to rest.
Their original clothes were unwearable, so this One King Two Queens changed their attire and sat on a bench by the seaside, admiring the sunset.
Byron sat boldly in the middle, with two girls, faces flushed, sitting on either side of his lap, lazily leaning against his broad and sturdy chest, not wanting to move a single finger.
Byron took out the piece of extraordinary candy that the [Key of Omniscience] had condensed today.
Violet puffed up her cheeks, enjoying the candy for a while, then kissed Catherine's lips to pass the candy into her mouth.
Now well-practiced, Catherine was no longer as shy as at the beginning; the two had shared even more embarrassing things, so this was just eating candy.
Catherine savored it for a while, then pouted her red lips and sent it towards Byron's mouth.
"Hmm, today's candy was randomly blueberry flavored, but no candy is sweeter than the lips of you two sisters."
With these words, the two girls were overjoyed and both leaned up to give him a fragrant kiss.
The three, deeply in love, sweetly finished the extraordinary candy, instantly feeling full of strength, ready for another intense night.
Their spirituality also grew livelier, especially as the two girls neared awakening their [Divine Sight], with their breakthroughs not far off.
At this mont, Byron embraced the slender, smooth waists of his two sisters and suddenly spoke:
"By the way, sisters, until the church officially splits, we can't openly hold a collective wedding, lest we invite attacks from the Traditional Faction.
How about holding individual engagent ceremonies using [The Mad Hunt] and [The Sea Hunter] identities?
Once the church has issues, they won't have ti to bother us.
Then the two identities can be rged, and we can establish our own Royal National Church, appoint ourselves as popes, and no longer need to care about their opinions.
Last ti I saw [Holy Hamr] Oliver, I felt that this pivotal mont should be soon."
Catherine naturally had no objections, her cheek resting gently against his chest as she softly said:
"Yes, I'll listen to you."
Her parents were gone, leaving only relatives focused on interests, none of whom concerned her directly.
Beside her, Violet blinked her blue eyes and said:
"I also have no objections, but... we need to be careful during the ceremony.
We mustn't accidentally get into the wrong carriage, sending the [Mithril Dragon] to [The Mad Hunt]'s bed, or the [War Witch] to [The Sea Hunter]'s bed.
I don't mind, but if others were to see it, it would beco sensational international news."
Thinking of the scene, the three laughed and teased for a while.
Catherine suddenly recalled sothing and asked Violet:
"By the way, you've never ntioned your mother or your maternal family before.
Isn't getting married sothing you need to inform them about?"
Violet spread her hands, picked up the "Lighthouse Daily" beside her, and pointed to the page covering Queen of the Eternal Night Margaret I of the Kalmar Union issuing the "Anti-Creator Consciousness Act":
"My mother's na is Vanessa Magnus. When I was born, she was already a Fourth Order [War Witch]. As for the maternal family...
Well, it's right here.
Do you think there's any need to discuss it with such an old crone?"
"The Kalmar Union?!"
Catherine was surprised to learn she had such ties to the Kalmar Union of Three Nations and exclaid:
"Your mother also has the surna Magnus. Could she be the daughter of [Queen of the Eternal Night] Margaret and the forr Gothenburg Kingdom's King Haakon VI Magnus?
How have I never heard of sothing this significant before?"
She imdiately realized the implication as soon as she asked.
In a royal family of extre conservative Traditional Faction believers, having soone like Vanessa Magnus, a mythical creature taking a forbidden path, would surely an at the very least being kept low-key and out of sight.
It's likely that Violet's parents' marriage didn't receive the maternal family's blessing, and who knows how many hardships they encountered.
It's even possible that whatever led to Vanessa's early demise, despite being a mythical creature, holds many unknown truths.
Even Violet herself wasn't sure what had happened back then.
She only knew that once, when her mother went ho alone to visit her grandmother, [Queen of the Eternal Night] Margaret I, she never ca back, instinctively knowing sothing was wrong.
Throwing the newspaper aside, she spoke of her grandmother with little emotion:
"Although I don't know what happened back then,
I hold no fondness for that old woman.
Indifferent to familial ties, power-hungry, she seeks to reorganize all Northern Bayfolk Nations and elevate her royal title to [Queen of the North] (Chapter 179).
I heard my short-lived uncle's only cousin has been sickly since birth, unlikely to have a chance to inherit the throne of the Kalmar Union.
So let her keep that crown and grow old alone."
Having heard Violet's story, Byron said nothing more, simply gently stroking the girl's back and tenderly kissing her forehead to comfort her:
"Don't worry, I've got you. Soon, I'll use the [King of the Wild Hunt]'s authority to visit the Valhalla Hall of Heroes.
If possible, we can bring them all back.
Seeing it wasn't early anymore, Byron was about to take ho the two girls who were about to beco his fiancées.
But then he paused, suddenly receiving a ssage from Teresa, the Jastown Archbishop known as [Sister of rcy], and his eyes brightened at once:
"There's news about your aunts detained at the Malta Monastery!"
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