Francesca tilted her head gently, her long hair flowing softly in the night breeze.
"Well... what did you tell him, dear?"
Garius smiled faintly, gazing at the distant stars as if recalling the memory.
"Hmm..." he mused, "I didn't say anything yet."
Francesca raised an eyebrow, a soft teasing glint in her eyes.
Garius chuckled.
"But since she's not pregnant yet, I gave him permission. Told him they can love each other openly, without hiding or sneaking around. And wait for the right time to get properly married."
Francesca smiled fondly, her fingers brushing lightly against Garius's arm.
After a small pause, she spoke again, her voice light.
"I'm sure Cedric will also come meet you soon, dear."
Garius let out a low, amused hum.
"Yeah. Once he knows his older brother already made the move..." He chuckled. "That stubborn boy will come running for permission too. For him and Meira."
Francesca covered her mouth lightly, hiding a soft laugh.
