Alexander stepped out of the car, extending his hand to Astra. Their fingers intertwined as they walked towards the grand entrance. A polite knock echoed, and the door gracefully swung open, revealing the butler.
Upon catching sight of Astra, a warm light danced in Petros's eyes, and he greeted her with a respectful tone, "Young mistress, you're back."
Astra returned the smile, her voice filled with genuine warmth. "I am. How are you, Petros?"
Petros mirrored her smile, his demeanor radiating hospitality. "I'm well. Everybody is eagerly awaiting your presence in the dining room."
Astra nodded graciously, and they followed Petros to the dining room. As they entered, Astra's gaze landed on the twins, Cole and Lucian. Violet sat between them, and Cole was sitting on Silas' right. At the head of the table, facing Silas, was Sophia.