Alaric glanced back at Thalassa, who was visibly agitated. Her brows furrowed in worry; it was clear she was itching to get inside.

Turning to the bouncer, Alaric said, "I'm a friend of the groom, here by invitation. Aren't guests allowed inside?"

The bouncer, familiar with Alaric, hesitated nonetheless. "I need to see your invitation."

This bouncer was part of Lysander's security team, no stranger to Alaric and aware of his close friendship with Lysander. But today, the bouncer was acting under orders not just from Lysander, but also from Joshua. Joshua had been explicit: no invitation, no entry. It was their necks on the line otherwise. Just a guy on the job, the bouncer couldn't shoulder such risk.

Alaric began to panic, "I... I forgot my invite at home."

"That won't do. Please retrieve your invite, then you can enter," the bouncer insisted.

Before Alaric could respond, Hertha pulled him and Thalassa aside. In a hushed tone, she plotted, "Alaric, remember how we got Thalassa out of that hotel room before?"

"Diversion?" Alaric guessed.

same trick. Distract

"There are six of them. You sure

us for every

knock them out,"

looked at her as if she'd lost her mind. As she approached, her hand moved swiftly, chopping one on the neck. Before the bouncer could react, he was out cold. The other bouncer langed at her, but with another swift

the entrance! We've got trouble!" More bouncers rushed towards the

them head-on, fists and feet

was in

Lydia a thumbs-up, Hertha grabbed Thalassa and dashed into

attempted

clearing a way for Thalassa. Amidst the chaos, Thalassa finally made it to the banquet

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