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?"

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 for you?" "That's

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

dreams, I like it," Rosalind

had just slipped the

forward and handed over to

to

Ashton frowned, "Sir?"

you, dad!" Alaric quickly

with my daughter. If you ever let her down, know

I'll treat her better than I treat myself. I've worked hard to win her

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

holding Hertha's hand, gazed at her lovingly, "Made me wait so long, I

ceremony,

didn't dodge in time and got a solid thump, but

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