Just as Lysander was about to speak, Zephyr, lost in thought for a moment, suddenly said, "Look, I'm not the stick in the mud you think I am. You two getting hitched? I've got no beef with that. But come on, I'm the old man around here, your granddad for crying out loud. Zephyr's sudden change of tone took both Lysander and Thalassa by delightful surprise.

You getting married and not inviting me? That's cold."

Lysander instructed David, "Get grandpa a seat, a front-row seat!"

David nodded eagerly and scurried off to arrange a premium spot for Zephyr.

As he rushed off, David accidentally tripped over a guest's leg, immediately apologizing, "Oh, my bad, didn't mean to."

Turning around, he saw it was Rosalind!

Her leg was stretched out, clearly on purpose.

Rosalind's lips curled into a smirk, "Just a sorry, that's your way of making it up?"

David grew bold, took the seat next to her, leaned in, and quipped, "How about I make it up to you by dedicating myself? Is that commitment enough

back of her chair, his posture suggestive, "Someday, your dad will walk you down the aisle to me anyway. I'm destined for this

I like it," Rosalind laughed, clearly

on stage, Lysander had just slipped the ring

was brought forward and

hand, Alaric turned to Ashton and said,

Ashton frowned, "Sir?"

dad!" Alaric quickly corrected

with my daughter. If you ever let her

worry, dad. I'll treat her better than I treat myself. I've worked hard to win her heart, no

boy," Ashton said contentedly, then turned and walked off

at her lovingly, "Made me wait so long,

their wedding ceremony, playfully smacked him on the head, "What, getting cold feet

time and got a solid thump, but he didn't mind the pain; he felt blissful

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