8 Chapter 7

Third stood on the forefront, Arta standing right behind him. A few steps away was Erea and Samuel.

Second, Vanessa and First stood near the steps climbing up to the palace, Rett standing beside them.

Third's clothes were made of Steelsilk, steel compressed and refined into a thread.

This is interwoven to create fabric-like material which, not only feels comfortable, but they also prove to be efficient armor.

His were white and gray, just like his father's and grandfather's. Vanessa wore a sparkling blue steelsilk gown, her hair let down into pigtails and a ponytail. A golden necklace with a diamond embedded hanging down her neck.

Arta wore black and blue, his family's colors. Erea wore a fairly short gray and red dress, fairly tight pants underneath the knee-high skirt.

Samuel's clothes matched Erea's as he wore the same color of light plate armor and clothing underneath it.

"Hey, Arta... How beautiful did you say she was again?" Third asked out of the blue, his hands sweating.

Arta laughed. "Relax. From what people said, her beauty trumps even her mother's, the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Hearing this, Third let out a sigh of relief, now wondering how to deal with such a beautiful woman.

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"Dominus, I've heated and refined the Miststone. Do what you want, you are the better swordsmith between the two of us after all."

Draco was in a humanoid form, looking almost exactly like Dominus, albeit slightly younger, as if Dominus was in his teens and had horns on his head.

In the center of the room was a large, blue, diamond-shaped crystal. Dominus, naked, walked out of it and picked up a red and blue squarish hammer. "The heat's perfect, Draco. Can you tell me where you sensed Elayna's soul remnants?"

They were in a massive, ruin-like room, collapsed pillars scattered around the floor. Draco landed on a pillar with the width of three car lengths, his body reverting to that of a dragon's and growing large enough to coil around the pillar, in which he did.

"Elayna was approaching Paradeisos. Yes. Paradeisos." Dominus' eyes widened as he realized why he had such a dream when they had still both been using Deific Projection. "Once I finish, we are heading back. With our True bodies!"

Draco nodded, knowing how important the coming events were. "Wait, Dominus, before we dispersed our projections didn't you... Use THAT ability!?"

Dominus nodded. "This is why things are about to get complicated. Contact Ignis and Estoria! At least they need to know this."

'Elayna! I'm coming! Just wait for me, my beloved! I've failed to save you once, this time, I'm bringing you back to life!' This is what Dominus was repeating over and over in his head until he calmed down and began to work on the glowing ore at a speed faster than light.

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"Announcing the arrival of the princess of Brittania, Princess Mordreda Dei Pendragon!"

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Mordreda slowly walked down the steps of the carriage, Airah following closely behind her, the box containing Mordreda's sword in her hands, her bulky, green gauntlets shimmering in the sunlight.

The two walked forward in a line, the troops of the kingdom of Inthe to their right, wearing ash colored armor. To their left was the Platinum Liger Guard, their armor a bluish silver.

Third walked forward to greet them, followed closely by a man in black and blue. She gave a small curtsy as Third gave her a small nod. Airah gave a bow, same as the man behind Third.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Princess Mordreda Pendragon." Third spoke, his voice shaky, quite unnoticable, unfortunately, Mordreda and Airah noticed. "The pleasure is all mine, Prince Roland Vann III." Mordreda spoke with a slight smile.

Third, clearly stunned, was returned to reality by Arta who gave him a light nudge. Seeing this, Mordreda giggled. She was worried that her possible future fiancee was a womanizer, but from the looks of it, women were his weakness! She clearly worried needlessly!

Airah had her brow raised at Arta, who surprisingly kept his calm. After all, her bow was meant to show off her cleavage to him, in which he responded with a poker face. Third introduced Arta with a slight hint of pride in his voice. "Allow me to introduce to you my knight and retainer, Arta Welle."

Arta gave a light nod. "This is my retainer and maid, Airah Belleza." Airah also gave a light nod, same as Arta.

"Well then, shall we, Princess Mordreda?" Third invited her to lock arms with her, in which she complied. She was on the left and Third was on the right, Airah behind her and Arta behind Third.

Now Mordreda was sure she didn't need to worry about Third having other women. This was because of the fact that instead of asking for her hand, Third asked for her arm, she could only deduce that his hands were sweating buckets as of present.

She giggled and continued on alongside Third, greeting Erea, Second, Vanessa and the surprisingly young First who wore his armor, as if he was prepared for battle. Something he always did as it had become a habit for him to wear his armor.

They entered the palace, and just before they passed through the door, Mordreda's intuition told her something was going to happen soon, and that she would need to trust the people she was with. She knew this couldn't be wrong as she had inherited her intuition from her mother.

[Because the app.]