"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!
Thalassa felt isolated and powerless. How could she possibly stand up to them?
As Thalassa fretted, she suddenly felt a layer of warmth cover the back of her hand. Looking down, she saw Lysander’s large hand comforting her.
His hand, just as before, was rough with callouses, dry yet warm.
Resting on the back of her hand, it always sent a thrilling sensation through her.
Thalassa looked up to meet Lysander’s deep gaze.
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