Getting a Wife.

"Look, it's only engagement for now, if she turns out to be not who I believe her to be then I will annul."

Braeden still didn't understand why Ailwin proposed in the first place. They could have gotten themselves out of trouble without him tying himself to the girl, but Ailwin always plotting in his head. He supposes this is one of them.

"This way, sir." The servant leading them to Lord Tasar's office opens the door for them to enter.

"En, thank you."

As soon as they enter joyous laughter greets them. It seems Lord Tasar and Lord Mano decided to start the celebration early with some wine.

Two half-full glasses sat on the center table with a bottle of Frozin Fume wine next to them.

"Prince Ailwin, come have a drink..." Tasar stood up with a full glass in his hand.

"Thank you, Lord Tasar...Lord Mano..." Minding his manners, Ailwin cheer to the two Lords before down the wine in one gulp.