The crowd quickly made their way back into the wedding reception, as people continued to discuss what happened. They got some more entertainment...
"It's nice to see you again Mou. How many years has it been now?" A tall and slim male smiled warmly at Mou.
Cerim kept the smile on his face, not that it reached his eyes. They were stone cold as he kept the ploy up...
"I believe it has been 4 years since I last saw you uncle, it's been almost 7 years since you left the main house right?" Mou gave a chilling smile.
The man looked like an older version of Cerim, apart from having shorter and more relaxed hair, the man had a long slick back, making his face look a little older on purpose. While also carrying himself with power and dignity...
"Haha, I guess it has been that long already... Although I heard you were making progress, I didn't know you managed to make a new friend." Loum glanced over to Stella.
This was out of his predictions, he hadn't heard much of this child before... Only that he was a bastard who wasn't a threat to them. But now he is strolling around in such high profile and being able to stand by his nephew? He would certainly be either a new threat, or someone he could use...
Stella looked over Loum. While Mou looked like a king prepared for a banquet, he looked like a dignified businessman ready for a meeting... It was a strange combination together.
*Cough* "Stella, this is my uncle Loum. He currently controls his separate business over in Country R. Uncle, this is my new friend, Stella." Cerim gave an 'introduction' to them both.
Stella gave a lazy smile. "It's nice to meet you." Stella barely kept any semblance of someone who cared.
Loum's eyebrows twitched. 'How long has it been?' His eyes glossed as he looked into Stella's eyes. *Sigh* "I wonder where you find these friends Mou? This young man's eyes look so familiar for some reason..."
Mou's face turned a shade black. 'He dears.' While Cerim was slowly losing his mind...
Stella shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe they are, after all. Being on TV gives the impression that you are somewhat familiar with other people. It's also not like my eyes are anything special, Loum." Stella stifled a yawn while speaking.
Emily watched on with amazement in her eyes, to everyone listening it was clear what was going on between Stella and Loum. It clearly signified that Mou and Loum also had a poor relationship...
Loum narrowed his eyes at Stella. The fact that only a few words were said, and basing on the crowd's expressions... He was losing such a petty war, and it would lead to large circumstances.
"Haha, Maybe my eyes need to be checked, I thought I saw someone familiar... I apologize." Loum gave an apologetic smile.
Stella didn't even respond to Loum's words. "Are we going to be seated or not? I didn't know how incompetant my aunt was at organizing such an important event." Stella looked around the venue. Trying to 'understand' why they hadn't been directed to their seats yet.
Cerim and Mou were both in much better moods after seeing Stella completely blow off Loum like that. While Emily sighed, now knowing she was brought along just for her appearance...
Loum's face contorted slightly, when was the last time he was ignored like that? Maybe from his own brother? Or the spawn that came from him?
"Apologies sir, if you would like to follow me to your seats please." A servant came up with a smile to the five.
Loum was left alone as he watched the four get directed to the most important seats in the venue, while his eyes started to darken, as his smile turned cruel...
"Stella... Aren't you being a bit too aggressive?" Emily whispered as she sat down.
"You think so? If I remember rightly the Guillard family was invited, and we are their special guests... Is that right?" Stella moved her eyes over to Mou.
Mou nodded, "That is indeed correct."
Stella smiled, "Since it is like that, then we also represent the Guillard family while we are here... So let's have a fun time and not worry about unimportant people." Stella leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs.
Emily was stunned, 'Why does he seem so... Dangerous?' Emily started to feel that this man was probably more terrifying than the man who was intently looking at him.
Emily noticed Mou's gaze pretty quickly, it was hard to miss. While Emily first thought that Mou wanted to make sure that Stella wouldn't do something unwarranted or wouldn't compromise anything. She immediately realized that Stella was leading the entire plan today, was he watching for mistakes? Unlikely, since the strong emotions in his eyes gave him away...
'Has he really fallen in love with him?' Emily still couldn't believe that Mou could fall in love with someone so easily, his entire life he had never faltered in front of so many women... And now he had fallen head over heels for a person they barely know...
"Oh, and Cerim?" Stella spoke up as she realized something.
"Mmm?" Cerim mumbled with his eyebrows raised.
"Good job." Stella emotionlessly praised.
Cerim nodded. No other words were said, but it was perfectly clear how much Stella knew...
Mou was both exhilarated and worried. He was thrilled that he had finally found the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. But now he was scared, what if he just up and left? What would happen then?
Mou's face remained to be brooding, something which scared the other guests, when Mou was thinking... It was like he was in a business deal. Was it really appropriate?
Suddenly, the lights dimmed in the room, as people finished sitting down, and silence covered the room.
On came the music, as some of the guests turned their heads to watch the walk down the isle.
First the groom, then the bride. Yuon couldn't keep his eyes away from Zou, while Zou couldn't stop crying... They looked like such a beautiful couple to be...
As the guests started to feel emotional at the service, Stella gave a small yawn. As she leaned her head on to her arm.
Mou watched, he watched every action of Stella. His smile, his boredom. The way he completely defended him and attacked Loum earlier... Everything was going through his mind.
"You may kiss the bride." The vicker declared, as Yuon did exactly that...