Although there was no grand escort from the Fire Phoenix, the two women did not fall. The young girl held the hand of the beautiful woman, and under the embrace of golden brilliance, they slowly floated downward. Ballon's gaze never left the girl's delicate figure, his eyes burning with an even greater intensity. His fists clenched tightly, wholly unaware that sweat had already drenched his palms.
"White Robe Priestess Nasha, Red Priestess Xuan Yue, pay our respects to the Pope." Two nearly identical melodious voices rang out. The clergy chanting the Prayer Charm all halted involuntarily, their expressions revealing undisguised joy.
The Pope glanced at his granddaughter dressed in her white gown and nodded, saying, "No need for formalities."
After Nasha and Xuan Yue steadied their positions, Mang Siu proclaimed loudly, "The bride and groom have arrived. Would the elders from both families please ascend the stage to bear witness?"
