United Kingdoms

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A band of mercenaries reaches a small forest at the foot of the mountains. Surrounded by trees, they hear an unnatural sound for nature. Garlius could assume that it sounded like an arrow hitting a tree, and given its rhythm, it was unlikely that the shooting was aimed at living targets. The group could try to go towards the source of the sound, or they could ignore it altogether.

—Of course, the true strength of family ties is often tested only by time and adversity, but we have no sacred right to arrange something like this from the church, please forgive us.

— She will become my niece only over my dead body! I invited you here to help my grandson, not to harm him even more! That's it, you can leave, your help is not needed.
— Father, can you marry us today or in the next few days? Preferably, without any special ceremonies, and so that it's done quickly.
Paris was both surprised and pleased by such a proposal. Judging by his face, he would have liked to make this event more significant and grand, but at the same time, the thought of the wedding warmed him greatly.