Marry...Marry?

While Ashton was having a warm welcome, Harris was having a heard time at the Palace ad the people he wanted to avoid were already there to get him.

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"Harris!" A rough and harsh voice commended which made Harris's skin to crawl up and as he looked at who that person was, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Father?" He said in a low voice while bowing towards him.

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"So you remember, that I am your father then do you not remember where your home is? Why did you come to the palace instead of heading towards the Willson Mansion?" The Duke said angrily as he was furious for him not telling about this arrival.

"...I wanted to spend sometime at the palace before coming to the mansion." He replied as he raised his head to face him.

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"But Harris that doesn't explain as to why...you never sent any letter to us? We are your parents--"