Kapitel 309: Ceremony

The grand hall of Andelheim was abuzz with excitement. Bright banners of red and gold hung from the high arches, the Marquis Ventor's insignia prominent against the vibrant backdrop. The long, polished floor gleamed under the sunlight streaming in through tall, stained-glass windows, depicting tales of ancient warriors. The atmosphere was electric, alive with cheers, whistles, and applause from the gathered crowd. 

Valeria stood to the side of the dais, her posture straight and poised, her family crest subtly adorning her attire. She was clad in a dark, elegant cloak that swept the ground, her sword belted neatly at her side. The weight of her family name felt lighter today—more hers than a legacy she was merely carrying. Yet, there was a strange emptiness gnawing at the edges of her focus.