"Halt! The wedding between Lysander and Rosalind must proceed today!"

At the sound of that voice, Thalassa stopped dead in her tracks, panic-stricken as she turned towards the source. There stood an elderly man, dressed in a distinguished suit, exuding an air of authority and strictness, his expression stern. Despite his advanced years, he carried an aura of solemnity as unwavering as an ancient oak.

He walked towards the stage with a steady pace!

Seeing the man, Thalassa's heart skipped a beat.

It was Zephyr!

With Zephyr's arrival, Thalassa instinctively tensed up.

Although she had managed to win Lysander back from Rosalind, Zephyr had never approved of her.

He had always been against her relationship with Lysander.

Now that Zephyr was here, he was undoubtedly here to seek justice for Rosalind!

and powerless. How could

a layer of warmth cover the back of her hand. Looking down, she saw Lysander's large hand comforting

before, was rough with callouses, dry yet

hand, it

to

eyes, a chill running through her heart. But now, looking into his deep eyes

moment, Zephyr had already taken the stage, his hawk-like gaze

immediately understood, leading Rosalind back to

his sharp gaze barely glancing disdainfully at Thalassa before focusing on Lysander, and he said in a deep

will take

will be returned

Everything that was ve

to be

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