Fiona Vaughn and Tyson Law stood on the red carpet under the tarmac, graciously accepting the blessings of the crowd.
"Second Young Master Law, I wish you and Goddess Fiona a lifetime of happiness!"
"Thank you, please go to the hotel to drop off your luggage first, I apologize for any lack of hospitality."
Tyson Law smiled at a guest but glanced worriedly at the other figures.
This was the last flight to the Isle of Whispers today; if they missed this one, there would be no more flights from Veridia today.
The men and women on the tarmac were all dressed gorgeously, yet those two familiar faces were still missing.
Could it be that Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law were really going to miss today's wedding?
...
Tyson Law frowned slightly in astonishment, glancing hesitantly at Fiona Vaughn.
"Fiona, did Cecilia mention when she and Mr. Law would arrive?"
