“Looks like there’s more to this ceremony than we thought.”
Now, the way everyone looked at me had completely changed.
The live chat was exploding with comments, everyone eager to know the answer.
Damon pondered for a moment, then asked me, “Aris, what’s your relationship with Mira? Why would she give you the only invitation?”
Damon voiced the question on everyone’s mind.
At that moment, the entire crowd fell silent, all eyes on me, waiting for my response.
But before I could speak, Elora jumped in. “I’ve got it! She must have stolen the invitation! A lowly wretch like her, worse than a Rogue, could never know someone as important as Mira!”
Hearing this, Torin nodded in agreement, scrutinizing me as he said, “Exactly. Look at how shabby she is. She’s not even fit to be Mira’s servant! Guards! Get this lunatic out of here! Don’t let her ruin my and Mira’s big day!”
At his command, the guards quickly surrounded me. Just as they were about to drag me away, a cold, clear voice rang out from nearby:
“Who dares lay a hand on my mother?!”
