You! How is this possible?!
"How did he just walk in there like that, acting like it's no big deal? Isn't he afraid she'll drain him dry?"
"No idea. I've never seen a ghost so unafraid of death. Has he never died before or something?"
"Uh, I think he's already dead."
"Yeah, he's probably already died once."
"But still!"
Even the ghost soldiers driving the carriages were dumbfounded by Timothy's fearless attitude.
Still, their job was to protect his soul, so they had to keep going.
One group of ghost soldiers escorted the carriage Timothy was in, while another group escorted the one carrying Elara.
Both carriages headed toward the Lord's mansion.
"Tonight is the wedding night of our Lady Nightshade!"
Despite the murmurs of disapproval from the crowd, the ghost soldiers banged their drums and gongs, making the event feel like a grand celebration.