The Million-Dollar Heart

After the photo shoot, Vivienne was left speechless.

Out of the dozen people, she and her mentor, Dawson, stuck out like sore thumbs.

And of course, they had been placed right in the middle.

Like two overly festive "clowns" in a sea of subtlety.

The rest of the group, however, lit up at the sight of the photo, eagerly asking for copies.

Dawson, ever the eccentric, and Vivienne, not much for frivolities, made this gathering a first for their group, Emerald Mountain. This photo was, in a way, their "family portrait." Dawson glanced at the photo now set as his screensaver, nodding in approval, "Leopold, well done, lad. Much appreciated!"

"I'll have to get this printed and hung by my bed. Leopold, you've outdone yourself this time."

Leopold beamed with pride.

Seeing the leftover tear streaks on Leopold's face from the ceremony, Griffin's heart softened. She passed him a tissue under the table, "Here, wipe it off before the others start teasing." Finnian, overhearing, let out a hearty laugh, "Oh, come on, we all know Leopold's strengths. Nothing we haven't seen before."

Leopold's cheeks flushed, "Master, could you not bring up my past blunders today, especially not in front of Griffin!"

Finnian laughed even harder, "Alright, alright."

A student grows, and pride must be preserved.

But as a mentor, Finnian felt certain responsibilities, especially with Leopold being the first among them to get married. He had to share some wisdom.

"Leopold's partner..."

Griffin straightened up, ready to listen, "Yes, Master?"

in approval, "Don't hesitate to call me if you need. Of all my students, Leopold is the most guileless-naive, to put it bluntly. If he ever gives you trouble, don't hold back. A good scolding or a visit from Vivienne and me will set him straight, ensuring he treats

in agreement, solidifying

other mentors joined

have our numbers in Leopold's phone. Any issues, just reach out. If Leopold dares to cross you, he'll have us to

man from Emerald Mountain should be a gentleman at heart and a helper at home. If Leopold ever slacks off,

hard, silently thanking them for assigning him all household

he was. Percival, going a step further while serving Vivienne some food, casually mentioned, "Step out of line,

was much harsher than

just a wedding, not a mission

remembered

meanwhile, found a new use for the tissues, not

my brothers-in-law. You might have heard of me; I'm straightforward. I genuinely love Leopold,

that, she downed her glass of

stop her in time,

something one

table, except for Vivienne

glares turned

for twenty years and was so understanding? Leopold must

Leopold was soon too drunk to

seeing Leopold's state, eased off, focusing on their own drinks and conversations. Percival, ever attentive to Vivienne, sampled dishes, ensuring nothing upset her again. Once Vivienne indicated she was full, Percival

nodded, offering him some of her favorites, "Mr. Wolf, your

food directly from her hand,

were eventually called away, leaving Leopold regretting not finishing his

Griffin's support, he managed, a testament to the strong