The triple betrothal was announced, the candidate for such an enormous feat could be seen standing proud by everyone.
Ren was the central figure by facing the ceremony that tested his ’worth’ to be the fiancé of such important young ladies.
The complex performance ended with the seven steps. The same seven that Larissa had corrected over two weeks with the methodical patience of someone who knows exactly where she needs to arrive and who doesn’t mind having had that situation to herself, because the destination justifies it.
The precise path from the waiting position to the center of the ceremonial space, the angles of the hands in the exact positions, the weight distributed the way the protocol established for announcements, appeals and behests of this nature, each placement deliberate without appearing to be stoically deliberate. The kind of execution that worked because it looked like not trying.
The Mantis executed it... So it was truly ’not even trying’.
Not visibly cheating also. There was no active fusion in the sense the hall could have seen or felt, not the shimmer of scales or the quality of movement that announced a beast bond operating at the surface. This was something finer: a minimal interface between Ren’s cerebellum and the beast, enough for the body to do what the mind alone had never managed without that additional layer of control.
The result was exactly what Larissa had calculated it would be.
She watched him execute step four and something in her expression did what her expression rarely did in public.
’There it is,’ she thought, with a shiver in her back and the satisfaction of a calculation that verifies. ’Exactly like that.’
Liora saw it from her angle and took a second longer than Larissa to process it, because what she was looking at was a version of Ren that didn’t correspond precisely to any version of him she already knew, which meant it required an additional moment of calibration before the recognition landed.
Then it landed.
’Oh,’ thought Liora. The "oh" was the category that didn’t need elaboration because it already contained everything there was to say.
Luna woke from her own thoughts at step six.
’Who is that gallant...’
A fraction of a second.
’Wait.’
Another fraction.
’REN. THAT IS REN DOING THAT. SINCE WHEN DOES HE DO THAT? DID LARISSA TEACH HIM THAT? HOW...’
Externally, Luna Starweaver looked forward with the composure of someone following the program with appropriate attention.
Internally she was having a crisis of considerable proportions.
’Larissa,’ she thought, with the intensity of someone arriving at a conclusion they should have arrived at earlier, ’knew exactly what she was doing when she asked to teach him alone.’
The hall, which had been processing the last few minutes with the focused attention that impeccable execution produced, processed what it had seen in the silence that followed. Not just the performance of the steps, the complete picture of someone who had no business being uncertain about his place in this room, and who clearly wasn’t. Nobody could object to that.

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