The flying ship slowed as it approached God Island.
But on the deck, Dahlia and the others weren't excited at all. Instead, every one of them wore a strained expression.
Dahlia stood at the front with her arms crossed, brows tightly drawn as she stared ahead. "What exactly was Master thinking… doing it here of all places?"
The others nodded right away.
Clara let out a long breath and rubbed her temple. "Yeah… we all knew Master was excited after Elder Rachel accepted his proposal, but still…"
She paused, frowning deeper. "In his room? On the ship? And this loudly?"
Rynar clicked his tongue, clearly irritated. Rynor looked no better.
Rynar glanced at Clara. "You think you're the only one with a problem? This is a nightmare for us."
Rynor nodded right away. "Yeah. We grew up around her, remember? We already know her well, but…"
Rynar pointed toward Garion's room. "How do you think it feels when your own mother is doing that with someone else?"
