"I think that's enough of a break," said Blanc to the others after he finished his story.
"Is there a change in our route?" asked Celine.
Blanc nodded to her question, "A small one. We will head towards Isai, the furthest town of the Domain. If we move quickly, we might get to it by tomorrow afternoon."
"Sounds like a plan. Which way then?" Miyanna asked.
Blanc replied, smiling to the four, "Towards Denegis's Fingers."
As they began walking, they made sure to keep their distance from the village.
While miles away, most of the land near the plain was either worked on or had already been plowed.
So, without risking discovery, near a place that wore their name, they walked in a curved path as conversations kept them busy.
"Brother," said Lune, interrupting the discussion he was having with Celine and Miyanna.
"What is it, Little flower?" Blanc asked.
"When will you marry, sister Celine and Miyanna?" Lune wondered.
Blanc's eyes widened at the question of his little sister, "That's a difficult question."
"Why? Don't you want to?" she asked.
Celine and Miyanna were now all ears on the conversation Blanc was having.
"I do, Little Flower, but the issue is that there is no officiator we could call upon in the situation we are in. And marriage is more of a ritual than anything else," Blanc explained.
"But it sounds fun…" Lune muttered.
"I want to do it too, but that's how things stand as of now," Blanc replied with a sigh.
"Can't I be the officiator?" Lune asked.
Blanc couldn't answer her question.
His sister's words just now were closer to blasphemy than an idea.
It sounded fun, though, and it would be an amazing distraction for all if they could just do it.
He knew he had to take responsibility, so he first had to take Miyanna as his fiancée, which required a more intricate and important ritual than the marriage ceremony.
After all, marriage was more political in nature.
Done only in the name of alliances.
If a betrothal ceremony was the foundation of a house, a marriage ceremony was just the decoration on the walls of an already finished house.
For between a betrothal and a marriage, the people are most important.
They get to know each other, love each other, and build together.
Marriage is just a ceremony to let their families know that they've done it.
That they succeeded in building something beautiful together.
Or at least that's how Blanc saw it.
"I don't see why not," said Celine.
"M-me neither…" Miyanna stuttered, her cheeks a deep crimson.
Blanc turned for a moment and looked at the two women behind him.
There are things he needed to prepare if that were the case, without their knowledge.
But how can he do that?
Will he have a chance of winning an argument against the two on this matter if they have already decided?
Unlikely.
"If my beautiful wives wish for it, then so be it. We will do it tomorrow night."
Celine and Miyanna stopped in their tracks at his words, and so did Lune, her eyes wide with joy.
Only Kael and Blanc kept on walking.
"That… that was easy, no?" Lune asked the two women.
"Way too easy, I thought he would at least argue," Celine muttered.
"Married? Who? Me? What the fuck?" Miyanna muttered, not believing her ears.
"Did I do good, Sister Celine?" Lune asked.
"Wonderfully so," smiled Celine, "Thank you for your help."
"My pleasure," Lune smiled, seeing that their plan worked. "It sounds fun to be the officiator."
"As long as you're happy," Celine giggled as she grabbed a mumbling Miyanna, "Let's go, or they'll leave us behind."
"Was that wise, Blanc?" Kael asked once they had made some distance from the three.
Blanc shook his head, "Nope."
Kael sighed, "What will you do, then?"
Blanc shrugged his shoulders, "We do it. There's nothing else to it. It's just that I will somehow have to get inside Isai without being recognized."
"Isn't that impossible?" Kael wondered.
"Close to. But I will figure something out," Blanc replied.
As he replied, the three others rejoined them.
And all the previous conversations they had, had died down as they walked in silence, each thinking about the same thing, proving that Blanc was right.
It truly was an amazing distraction for the five.
A distraction from what happened and will most likely keep happening in the future.
A distraction from suffering.
For that, this idea gave them at least one more day to think about things other than their grim future.
A day to focus on joy and love.
Humans need stuff like this from time to time.
Otherwise, madness would be far too common.
And, in that silence filled with joy, nervousness, and excitement, they arrived slowly at the Denegis's Fingers.
The Fingers were next to each other, and from far away, it truly looked as if a four-fingered hand was rising from the ground.
But at the bottom of the Fingers, the hills and their placement gave them enough cover not to be seen by people passing by.
The hills were tall, and three of the four were quite steep.
Steep enough not to be able to hike them or be worth attempting to.
However, the fourth one was just perfect.
The grass parts of the hill were not difficult to climb on, and some parts were straight enough for them to be able to put done their sleeping bags and rest for the night.
Just what Blanc wanted, for cover was enough, but high ground ensured that people at the bottom of the Fingers would not be able to easily spot them.
If there were any people crazy enough to be passing in the middle of the night.
A bit over the top, one might think.
However, none could argue it was safer to do all this.
"We rest here for the night. Lune, Kael, you use the same sleeping bag as before. We will make no fire here," Blanc explained.
The twins nodded as they prepared their stuff as quickly as possible so that they would be done by the time the sun finally set.