"What's wrong with you two?" Veronica inquired. She hardly ever saw Catherine and Sebastian with a glum expression. They were always lively when they were together.
Catherine: "…"
Sebastian: "…"
Both were quiet. Even the chefs were silent. Veronica observed the chefs. They looked miserable. As though a typhoon just swept them away.
Sebastian stood up from his chair and bowed. He politely greeted them, "Greetings to Master and Mistress of the Magic Tower. Congratulations on your wedding."
"Thank you, Sir Sebastian," Veronica greeted him back.
"Please don't use honorifics," Sebastian hurriedly corrected her. He couldn't bear the punishment from Arthur if she talked to him politely.
Arthur also mentioned the same thing, "You don't have to call him 'Sir'. He is your subordinate from now on."
Veronica was flustered. "Oh, I see. I'm sorry."
Arthur smiled discreetly. "You don't have to say sorry either."
