After the tournament had ended, dusk fell and the last rays of the setting sun cast soft shadows over the grounds. The gods had gathered to deliver a brief farewell speech, while the excited crowd of young mages and magicians, parents, nobles, and onlookers listened intently. The gods expressed their appreciation for the impressive performances of the participants and expressed their anticipation for the upcoming grand tournament that would gather an even wider range of participants and talent from all races.
With the heartfelt words of the gods, the tournament ended and those present slowly dispersed. The Marquess of Venice had prepared a festive celebration for this special occasion to pay homage to the young mages and warriors. The tables were set with delicacies, and the festive mood reflected the joy of the successful tournament. Elara, an elegant and wise woman, addressed warm words to the young talents, praising their determination and encouraging them to develop their skills.
While the young mages and warriors beamed, the nobles settled into smaller groups and began their conversations about prospective marriages and political alliances. Mortis, again dressed in splendid clothes, found himself in one such group. His gaze met that of the beautiful Lillia, the former Margravine of Venice, known for her cleverness and determination. She quickly closed the distance and turned to Mortis.
Lillia said, "You have wooed and won over both my daughters, but it seems Bernard, my son, has your Nora wrapped around his finger. They are both still young, but it is clear that Nora has what it takes to be a perfect first wife. She is gifted in shamanism and has great assertiveness. She also doesn't let anyone tell her what her future husband will later demand of her. But that's good, you can work with her pride too. So, what do you think about an arranged marriage, or at least an engagement?"
Mortis didn't think about it for long. He looked at Nora, who was already talking animatedly with Bernard, a bright smile on her lips. The connection between the two was obvious. He turned back to Lillia and smiled approvingly.
"You speak wisely, Lillia. It is clear that Nora and Bernard have a special bond. I am confident in Nora's strength and her ability to meet the challenges of such an alliance. An arranged marriage or betrothal between them would be an honor for me and my family. I agree with your proposal."
Lillia returned Mortis' agreement with a warm smile. She raised her glass and tapped it with a spoon, which immediately caused silence in the hall. Despite her former position as Margravine, she still retained great influence in the castle, and her words carried weight. Then she cleared her throat slightly and addressed all the guests.
"My dear guests, it is my honor to announce today, on this historic day, that we have found a suitable companion for the heir to the Marquisate of Venice, our beloved Bernard. And as fate would have it, she is none other than the foster daughter of the revered hero of the North, who today defeated even a god in battle."
An excited murmur filled the hall as those present realized the implications of this announcement. The connection between Bernard and Nora, the Northern Hero's foster daughter, was undoubtedly significant. Lillia continued as Bernard and Nora joined her, and Mortis stood beside her.
"It is my honor to announce the engagement of Bernard of Venice to Nora of Bamberg. May they grow together, navigate the ups and downs of life, and may love always inspire them."
A hearty applause filled the hall as the guests offered their congratulations.
Bernard and Nora felt the eyes of the crowd on them and became slightly embarrassed. Lillia nudged Bernard lightly to encourage him to say something. But in his young awkwardness, he almost froze with excitement. Before anyone could notice the uncertainty, he felt a slight pinch in his arm, which he attributed to Nora. She had unobtrusively pinched his arm to distract and encourage him.
Nora, sensing Bernard faltering slightly, hooked onto him and smiled encouragingly. She knew that together they were stronger and could support each other. Bernard collected himself and stepped forward a little more confidently. With a slight blush on his face, he began his words:
"Um, well, I want to say that I'm really excited to get to know Nora better. It is a great honor for me that my mother and Lillia have given us this opportunity. I hope that in the future I can prove to be a worthy man capable of providing Nora with everything she desires."
A soft applause and shouts of approval rang out from the crowd as Bernard finished his speech. Nora smiled proudly at him, and her hand in his arm testified to their shared strength. In that moment, it became clear that not only were they strong as individuals, but they also had a strong bond as a couple that helped them overcome any challenge. The future might be uncertain, but with love, support and determination, they were ready to take it on.
The mood in the hall was filled with joy and pride when the engagement of Bernard and Nora was announced. Mortis, Lumina and Elysia beamed with happiness and supported the young lovers in this new chapter of their lives. When Mortis patted Bernard on the shoulder, it reflected not only recognition, but also a touch of paternal pride.
After the festivities, Mortis went to his study with Queen Shiva and the advisors to discuss the upcoming trip to Rome and the upcoming trial of the traitors. The atmosphere was serious and focused as they discussed details and strategies.
Plans for the trip were laid out, security arrangements were coordinated, and the legal aspects of the trial were thought through. Mortis felt the responsibility weighing on his shoulders, but he also knew that with the support of his wives, his allies, and his wisdom as an experienced warrior, he could meet this challenge.
As the night wore on and the stars shone over Venice, they continued their discussions to make sure everything was prepared before they set out for Roma.