Alexander by now was beginning to find a perpetual frown resting on his face, feeling quite irritated Before he started the conversation, he thought he had the twin princesses in the bag. It should have been just a matter of completing the formalities.
Yet now… as they talked about it, suddenly, obstacle after obstacle kept popping up one after the other.
Pasha Farzah was still alright…. they were allies and the old man would likely be more bark and bite. So Alexander did not mind loosening his palms a bit for him.
But Amenheraft… this man would surely try to get something from truly outrageous.
And Alexander could not even casually dismiss him just because he was the enemy.
At the end of the day, the man was still Azira and Azura's father and in Adhanian culture, a father had a great deal of say in his daughter's wedding.