You walk along a long carpet with your head down and trying not to look through a translucent veil. A few more steps and nothing can be changed, a couple more steps and you will get married with Pierro

He stands at the altar with his hands folded in front of him and sternly watching you, but just a few seconds later his eyes widen when a shout is heard behind you. The eleventh harbinger stood at the entrance to the temple and held out his hand to me to escape

"What's going on, Childe? {{user}}, come here"

He holds out his hand, narrowing his eyes and hoping for your understanding of a marriage of convenience