Chapter 309.1
“The Celestial Festival,” Kasser mumbled to himself. He scoffed. It was obvious that Sang-je was up to no good, so he had to make sure he kept a few tricks up his sleeve as well.
It didn’t seem like Sang-je had been paying much attention when Eugene mentioned her Ramita in the past. Kasser had always been optimistic that they would be able to return to their kingdom on schedule, but it turned out that he was wrong.
Though he never paid much attention to the religious festivals the Holy City hosted, he knew about the Celestial Festival. It was the only festival that Sang-je personally hosted.
Once, a noble from the Hashi Kingdom who had been able to witness the Celestial Festival claimed that he actually believed in God after seeing what had happened there. He had been the furthest thing from religious prior to that event.
“I’ve heard that, on the day of the Celestial Festival, they open the Holy City’s palace up to the public,” Kasser said. “Of course it isn’t entirely opened up, but people actually get to enter it.”
Eugene nodded. “It seems like a huge festival.”
Her husband looked at her grimly. It was clear that she did not understand what all this entailed. Her attendance at the festival was not a decision for her to make.
The Celestial Festival was the embodiment of Sang-je’s dignity. If he ordered a king to attend, the king would only be left with two choices: to go or to sacrifice all their people to Sang-je’s wrath. Kings tended to delay their departure to their kingdom in those cases.
Before Kasser could say another word, an attendant announced that dinner was ready. They had no choice but to put off their conversation until after the meal.