Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1038

Chapter 1038: Chapter 1038 - Taming Contentment - 6

Liora put them on.

When the system responded to contact with her mana, the precision of the adjustment was the kind that didn’t happen by accident, and Liora thought about all the times Ren had been nearby without her knowing he was seeing exactly what she was, not just the surface of it, and that information went to the place where the others of its kind lived and where it was going to keep existing for a long time.

She didn’t cry.

It was a conscious decision. A difficult one... It was close.

The third pair arrived in Luna’s hands.

’BEAUTIFUL EARRINGS!’

Luna received them with both hands a moment early, because Luna’s body had its own priorities when the nervous system was processing several things simultaneously. But Ren helped cover the small slip by making a deliberate gesture of finality, the kind that read as "task completed" and redirected attention toward completion rather than the beat before it.

’HE MADE THIS EARRINGS HIMSELF. NOT JUST THE DRESSES. WITH RUNES. DESIGNED FOR OUR SPECIFIC MANA SYSTEMS!’

’When did he do this? When did he have time? He has been doing Goldcrest paperwork and protocol sessions with Larissa and training and...’

Externally, Luna Starweaver held the earrings with the composure of someone evaluating an artifact of significant quality.

Internally, she still could not calm down, and she thought she could feel the white crystal inside her shadow glowing with slightly more intensity than usual.

’MOTHER IS WATCHING THIS. LISTENING TO MY HEART BEAT LIKE THIS AND SAYING "I TOLD YOU SO, INTENSE LOVE" WITH A TRIUMPHANT FACE, DEFINITELY!’

’Don’t cry. Don’t cry here. There are hundreds of noble families watching...’

She put them on.

’They fit perfectly. Of course they fit perfectly. Naturally they fit perfectly.’

She hated how...

No. That’s a lie.

She didn’t hate it at all.

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Ren, with the empty boxes returned to Julius and the Mantis holding his posture with the exactness Larissa had spent weeks calibrating, looked at the three of them and gave a single nod, expression still cool and composed.

Julius retook the position of central speaker.

"The territory of Goldcrest," he said, in the tone he used when something stopped being what it had been and passed to being what it was going to be from that point forward, "in recognition of the person who administers it and has transformed it in documented ways, will officially be known as Patinder Territory."

The hall processed that differently from the betrothal announcement, because it was a different class of information. Not the confirmation of something many had already suspected, the formal registration that a family which hadn’t existed in any map of power eight years ago now had a territory with its name on it. A name that would appear in documents, in trade routes, in negotiations for generations. A name that had been made rather than inherited.

Julius continued.