Thalassa caught her just in time, giving Lydia a look that screamed, "hold your horses."

Just then, Lysander wheeled around, his gaze locking onto Thalassa.

Lydia, who had been blocking Thalassa's view, got a good look at the man before her. Her eyes widened, her expression turned solemn, and she snapped to attention, standing tall and straight like an oak tree, feet together, and saluted Lysander with military precision, announcing loud and clear, "Sir, yes, sir!"

Thalassa: "..."

This sudden shift in Lydia's demeanor left Thalassa gobsmacked. She flicked her gaze between Lysander and Lydia, bewildered.

Lydia stood there, all seriousness and respect, even a tad nervous, saluting Lysander like she was in the presence of a general.

wondering what

Lysander as if he were

had been eyeing Thalassa, was also caught off guard by

with his deep, soulful eyes, and

her hand but keeping her

remarked, "Leave it to me to bring along someone who

was usually the epitome of grace and knowledge. But today, she was riled up by something

Lysander as usual, but no sooner had she arrived

their engagement, panic set in. She pressed him for

YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES

card, a move she would come to regret as

all her frustration

her judgment, making

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