And now they have gathered here today. It was decided that Synnove would marry Calvon, son of Mosce. In these three years, Rachel has formed a good relationship with Mosce, and they have decided to make it stronger by marrying their children. The proposal came from Mosce directly and Rhaet too didn't have any objection as Synnove agreed easily.
They have set a date for the wedding and are now hosting a celebration banquet. Everyone connected to the two families gathered here.
Aragon was sitting at one corner of the table. He has changed appearance-wise as well as him.
His long black hair was tied into a ponytail on the back of his head. He wore a tunic that covered his hands up to his elbows. As he sat, folding his hands, his well-muscled forearm with visible veins popped could be seen. He has grown up into a fine young man, with a well-proportioned, muscular body, not too large or too thin; in between.
His black eyes were like a deep night sky, and he had thin lips and a perfect jawline. He had no facial hair, which added more charm to him. He was like a perfect young man.
He was holding a glass of wine, taking sips while glancing around the table once in a while. He had no expression on his face. One thing that hadn't changed about him was that he was still maintaining his stoic personality.
"Not much to see here, nephew," Katheryn, who sat next to him, said, looking sideways.
"Yeah, I guess." Aragon put another sip in his mouth.
"Then what?" "Do you want to go forest and kill some kitties?" Katheryn leaned towards him, wrapping her hand around his neck.
"That wouldn't be too bad."
"Well, that's also a way to spend your evenings in a productive way," Aragon answered her. He didn't mind her leaning on him, as he got used to her contacts.
Katheryn hasn't changed much, but her mature charm has certainly increased. She looked alluring in her long gown, which accentuated her curves perfectly.
"I think it's time for me to leave," Aragon spoke up and stood up.
When he turned, Katheryn smacked him on the back and smiled at him, saying, "You need to socialize more, my nephew."
Aragon stared back at her for a second and left the hall.
After a while, Katheryn finished her drink and stood up to leave. Rhaet looked at her and asked, "Where did my nephew go?"
"He went home."
"And me too," Katheryn said as she picked up a bottle and exited the hall.
Katheryn walked straight back to her home, not going to Aragon's residence. She looked desolate and ambled while taking frequent sips from the bottle.
She reached her home and went to the attic room, then finished the bottle and fell on the bed. She felt tired and exhausted, and alcohol made it easy for her to fall asleep faster.
Aragon waited for her to come, but she was not coming. Eliza has already slept. As there was no sign of her, he came out of the house and went to Katheryn's home.
She did the same thing as today, whenever she was drunk. So, he knew she must have gone to her home.
Aragon was standing in the room where Katheryn was sleeping heavily. She slept with the same clothes on and hadn't changed into nightwear.
He walked to the bed and looked at her face. She was sleeping soundly. He smiled and lay beside her, holding her hand.