The late morning sun filtered through the grand windows of the Silver Stokes family estate, casting a warm, golden hue across the opulent hall. The vast chamber, with its high ceilings and intricately carved wooden beams, buzzed with a mix of anticipation and celebration.
Fatty, who is sleeping inside a small guest room of the Silver Stokes family estate, woke up to the ceremonial drum sounds. Cleaning his face, he hurriedly ca down to see what is going on.
"Hey, stop…!" The head servant lady, who is ordering the servants on the corner, hurriedly stopped Fatty from stepping into the hall where a big gathering is going on.
"What's happening? Why are you stopping, aunty?" Fatty asked the servant lady while staring at the big gathering in the hall.
"Shhh…! It's a marriage settlent ceremony. The two families gathered to set a date for young Master Spurgeon and Lady Lana's engagent and wedding. You better not go there in these sleepwear." The head servant's lady warned in a serious tone.
Fatty's excitent dropped after hearing the news. For so reason, he didn't want the beautiful and kind Lana to marry Spurgeon. But without leaving, Fatty stood on the corner and began observing the ceremony curiously.
On one side of the hall, the Silver Stokes family mbers sat in a distinguished line. At the head of this assembly sat Young Master Spurgeon and his parents. Their expressions reflected a mix of joy and stern expectation, their eyes occasionally darting towards the opposite side of the room.
There, the Mintleaf family mirrored their formation. Princess Lana, resplendent in a dress of delicate green and gold, sat with her parents,
The air between the two families was thick with unspoken words, the drum beatings and ceremonial music is playing from outside the hall.
In the center of the hall, two preachers, draped in ceremonial white robes, stood facing each other. Their voices rose in a synchronised chant, the ancient chants reverberating through the space.
Along with chanting mantras, the preachers also read about the background of two families and their greatness.
On the Mintleaf side, near the bride, a head priest, dressed in elaborate vestnts, stood with a large, ancient red robe. His brow furrowed in concentration as he ticulously calculated the positions of the stars. His fingers moved swiftly, tracing constellations and planetary alignnts, seeking the perfect date for the engagent and subsequent wedding of Spurgeon and Lana.
As the preachers' chants grew louder, the head priest's calculations beca more urgent. The silence on either side of the hall was palpable, each family mber holding their breath, waiting for the mont when the stars would align and the priest would declare the auspicious dates.
The head priest paused with a serious expression. He turned to face both families, his voice resonating with authority as he announced, "The stars have spoken. There is a small defect in the bride's fate. A donation practice should be perford on the engagent day before exchanging rings."
The Mintleaf family patriarch hurriedly stood with a nervous look. "Elder priest, please elaborate on the problem and solution." The patriarch asked in a concerned tone.
The head priest adjusted his throat and spoke. "If this marriage happens, the boy would lose the ability to produce babies. But there is a solution to it. If Ms. Lana donates a golden goose to young master Spurgeon during the start of the engagent ceremony, the demi-god Shani will show rcy."
Including Spurgeon, the entire Silver Stokes family began fearing after hearing the elder priest's words. So people felt like it is a bad sigh to find a defect in fate. Before the issue got big, the matriarch of the Silver Stokes family, Ada Silver, got up from her seat and began addressing the gathering.
"My son and Lana were match made in heaven. As the priest said, the golden goose will be donated by the Mintleaf family. Elder Priest, please announce the engagent date." Ada spoke in an authoritative tone while her husband, Daren Stokes, sat with a dispersed face.
"The engagent shall take place after three days of the next full moon, and the wedding shall be held at the rise of the autumn equinox."
Loud clapping followed, and the two families stood up to congratulate Lady Lana and Spurgeon. The preachers concluded their chants with a final, resonant harmony, sealing the mont with a sacred grace.
With a dissatisfied look, Fatty grabbed a food plate from the head servant lady and hurriedly left for his room. The head lady glared angrily and took another plate to serve the family mbers.
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Dressing in new clothes, Kent and Sophia reached Chen family estate, where several beasts were roaming around freely in the outside law. All these beasts are rearing for business. Half of Chen family revenue cos from selling rare pets.
"Kent, I'm really nervous. My family will definitely bla for ZI Chen's condition." Sophia spoke in a weak tone while walking beside Kent.
"Don't worry, I am with you. If they speak any nonsense, we will leave this place in the next second." Kent replied while seriously staring at the entrance.
Except for the door guards, there is no one to receive Kent. Kent doubted whether the patriarch was acting tough but not receiving him. But as they approached close, Kent heard the loud wailing of several people from inside.
"Sothing is wrong. Hurry up," Kent replied while rushing inside the ho.
After hearing the loud cursing voice from his father from inside, Sophia led Kent towards the Zi Chen room.
By the ti they reached the Zi Chen room, all the family mbers were inside, and many of them were crying sadly.
"Move… move…" Sophia hurriedly pushed the family mbers and rushed towards the center. The worst thought of her brother's death crossed her mind as she witnessed the crying of family mbers.
Kent also did not understand what happened to Zi Chen in such a short ti. After pushing the last stout guy, Kent saw Zi Chen, whose arms and legs got twisted like those of a paralysis patient. Zi Chen's mouth also twisted to the side, and his tongue ca outside.
The family healer is trying his best to find the reason for Zi Chen's condition.
"You…! You were the reason for my nephew's condition. I will kill you." The patriarch's brother rushed against Kent with a fist.
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