The Worst Wedding (Part 9)

As the guests were arriving at the palace, the most important ones were already in the palace, and not in the banquet hall, but where only members of the Rouzet family and their servants could enter.

Step. Step. Step.

Mariel stepped forward on her high heels, Reinal walking beside her with a slight frown on his face.

On the opposite side of the long hallway, there were also two figures, but they were not members of the Rouzet Family or servants.

One of them was a middle-aged man with long brown hair divided into several locks, the sharp tips reaching his shoulders. His hazel eyes glistened with delight and he bore a satisfied smile on his face.

Stepping closer, Mariel was delighted and quickened her step.

"Zarot! You're finally here, it's so good to see you!" Mariel vigorously said, with a deep sigh.

Then, she extended her right hand forward, palm tilted slightly downward.