Three days later, at the Black Rock Castle Church.
This brand-new church, which blends human sacredness with the rugged stone features of Black Rock Territory, is decorated with flowers, ivy, and dazzling crystal lamps, making it look like a dream world.
Sunlight streamed through the tall stained-glass windows, casting a sacred and warm glow.
There weren't many guests, but the number of guests was extremely large.
The ceremony was attended by core officials of the territory, officers of the Rock Guard, high-ranking members of the orc caravan led by Weeks (Nazira's family), a special envoy sent by Viscount Lilens, and Lyra Ryan as an elf representative.
There were no hypocritical nobles from the capital, only people who truly shared the fate of Blackrock Territory.
Inside the church, the atmosphere was both solemn and warm.
The melodious strains of hymns echoed with the accompaniment of the pipe organ.
The wedding was officiated by a senior priest from Leonis's diocese, who held the holy emblem of the Lord of the Light Veins and wore a gentle and holy smile.
Beside him stood a highly respected fox shaman, invited by Nazra, holding a staff entwined with vines, representing the blessing of the orc ancestors. Since Alice couldn't find anyone, Master Dela acted as her elder to witness the ceremony.
The organ melody became solemn and affectionate.
The church doors slowly opened.
Three brides, dressed in different styles but equally stunning, walked slowly down the red carpet into the church, accompanied by their respective bridesmaids (the sisters Gergelo and Lyonis, respectively, and a mage apprentice trusted by Alice).
Nazila wore a floor-length dress that blended traditional fox clan elements with human court style.
The silver silk, like flowing moonlight, is adorned with tiny crystal fragments that refract starlight under the light.
The skirt hem cleverly incorporates fox totem embroidery, and a gorgeous silver waist chain inlaid with gemstones outlines her still graceful figure after childbirth.
Her long silver hair was styled in an updo, revealing her slender neck and pointed fox ears. A lazy and happy smile graced her face, and her signature fluffy fox tail swayed elegantly behind her, exciting the orc representatives in attendance.
Leonis opted for a simpler and more ethereal design.
The pure white wedding dress was not overly complicated; its lines were smooth and elegant, just like her own temperament.
Her only adornments are the Lucias emblem carved from pure holy crystal on her shoulder and the knight's short sword she wears at her waist—symbolizing her unwavering vow to protect.
Her silver hair flowed smoothly over her shoulders, and her clear, firm blue eyes, bathed in holy light, made her appear like a Valkyrie descended to earth, incomparably holy.
She walked slowly and steadily, each step carrying the dignity of a knight and the devotion to her faith.
Alice's wedding dress, on the other hand, was full of magical mystery.
The deep blue velvet was like the night sky, embroidered with fine Zedo basic runes and star patterns in silver thread. As she moved, the runes seemed to glow and flicker as if breathing.
Her blonde hair wasn't completely styled up; a few playful strands fell beside her cheeks, and she wore a small mage's crown made of crystal and mithril.
Her face showed a hint of helplessness at being forcibly pulled from her research, but more than that, it was filled with an undisguised sweetness and shyness. Her gray-blue eyes curiously surveyed her surroundings, much like a scholar exploring an unknown magic circle.
Three brides, each with a distinct beauty, gathered before the altar, awaiting the most important moment of their lives.
Linde stood before the altar, his posture upright like a pine tree, wearing a perfectly tailored deep purple lord's robe, with a badge symbolizing his viscount status and the priestly emblem of the Church of Light on his chest.
He looked at his three lovers walking towards him, his deep purple eyes filled with undisguised love, cherishment, and commitment.
When they finally stood before him, the priest's solemn voice rang out:
"Viscount Lind Truk, do you take Nazra Adan, Leonis, and Alice Erna to be your wives, to love and cherish them, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, in good times and in bad, until the day you die?"
Linde's gaze swept across the faces of his three lovers in turn, his voice clear and firm, echoing in the church like a rock:
“I, Lind Truk, take Nazra Adan, Leonis, and Alice Erna to be my wives.”
By my blood, by my authority, by my life, I swear: I will protect them, cherish them, share their glory, and weather their storms. As long as the Black Rock stands, this oath shall last forever!
His oath was not a traditional church oath, but rather one imbued with the mark of a lord and a warrior, carrying a promise of territory and power, yet utterly sincere.
The priest nodded, then turned to the three brides and asked them questions one by one.
"Nazila Adan, are you willing...?"
"Leonis Vonne, would you...?"
"Alice Erna, would you...?"
"I do!"
Nazra's voice carried a hint of languid allure, yet was incredibly clear, as her fox tail gently wrapped around Linde's wrist.
"I do!"
Leonis's voice was like a hymn, firm and clear, and her azure eyes shone with a light interwoven with faith and love.
"I...I do!"
Alice's voice carried a hint of nervousness, but quickly transformed into a firm and clear tone, her golden hair gleaming under the rune's glow.
"Please exchange rings as a testament to your vows," the priest announced.
Lind took out three rings that he had prepared beforehand.
The ring is not made of traditional gold, silver, or gemstones, but is meticulously crafted from pure crystal, with a subtle glow flowing inside. It is inlaid with silver fox tail patterns symbolizing Nazra, holy light emblems symbolizing Leonis, and a miniature Zedo rune array symbolizing Iris.
He put rings on the fingers of his three lovers in turn.
The moment the ring was slipped onto the finger, the three crystal rings seemed to be activated, emitting a soft and resonant light that shone in harmony with the holy light within the church.
"Under the witness of Lucios, the Lord of the Light Veins, under the gaze of the spirits of the orc ancestors, and with the blessing of magical mysteries,"
The priest's voice was high-pitched and sacred: "I hereby declare Viscount Lind Truk, together with Nazra Adan, Leonis Vonne, and Alice Erna, to be husband and wife!"
"The ceremony is complete!"
Cheers and applause erupted both inside and outside the castle, and waves of blessings swept across the entire Blackrock Territory.
Lind opened his arms and embraced his three brides—now his wives.
Nazra nestled lazily against him, Leonis rested her head gently on his shoulder, and Alice buried her face in his chest shyly.
At this moment, cold authority and burning emotions intertwined.
The foundation of Blackrock Territory has become even more unbreakable with the formal coronation of these three mistresses.
The era of Lind Truk began a new chapter, blessed by both the continuation of bloodlines and the union of marriage.
From the stands, Lyla Ryan watched this unconventional yet harmonious scene quietly, her grey-blue eyes gleaming with an unusual light.
This will be yet another incredible story about Blackrock Territory that the "Dream Weaver" will bring back to the Emerald Forest.
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