Late Night…
King Family Manor…
The feast at the King family manor was finally coming to an end. Golden lanterns swayed gently in the late-night breeze, while the sound of laughter, clinking goblets, and half-drunken songs floated across the sprawling courtyards.
But none of that mattered to Kent anymore.
Because at that moment, he was being dragged.
By three women.
Amelia clung to his left arm, her cheeks flushed with wine, eyes shining with barely-suppressed mischief. "You promised me time alone tonight!"
On his right, Lily held tightly, lips pursed, hair slightly tousled. "Nonsense! You had your moment last week. It's my turn to discuss important magical cultivation issues with our husband!"
Sophia, ever the sly one, had wrapped her arms around Kent's neck from behind. "Sisters, sisters, let's not quarrel. Clearly, he's had a long day and needs all of us to comfort him together. For... harmony!"
