Today was the ceremony of his beloved Liz, Vincent had to be present and do the honors, since he is the head of the six Golden Royals, and although he did not want to release Eliza from his embrace, he had to do it. So, he separated his body from hers, slowly.
"I'll wait for you, in the main hall of the Elite's Academy, I'll be the first to take your hand, that's for sure." Vincent declared, clasping his arms behind his body, and rising his chin.
"Hahaha..." all he got from Eliza was her laughter.
Vincent furrowed his eyebrows, "What's so funny?"
"It's that you look like a peacock proud of his words..." expressed Eliza in the middle of her laughter while clutching her stomach.
In return to this what she received was a sigh of defeat, and when she didn't look at, a feeling on her forehead, warm but a little wet, she already knew what it was, and cooperating with her beloved Vincent, she closed her eyes and let him kiss her forehead.