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?"

had missed his chance at the diner last time, David grew bold, took the seat next to her, leaned in, and quipped,

her chair, his posture suggestive, "Someday, your dad will walk you down the aisle to me

I like it,"

had just slipped the ring on

forward and handed

Hertha's hand, Alaric turned to Ashton and said, "Thank

Ashton frowned, "Sir?"

dad!" Alaric quickly corrected

If you

worked hard

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

gazed at her lovingly, "Made me wait so long, I was about to lose my

forgetting they were in the middle of their wedding ceremony, playfully smacked him

got a solid thump, but he didn't mind the pain;

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