Dorothy's face shifted between discomfort and awkwardness as she patted Rosalind's back, but this wasn't enough to stop Rosalind from wailing, attracting everyone's attention around them.
Rosalind's constant crying left Dorothy speechless.
"What is happening?"
Rosalind sniffed and finally let her older sister go.
"Who would make too much noise at the entrance of the Lux Mansion?"
The one who spoke was none other than her very own father, the Marquess Martin Lux— the current patriarch of the Lux Family. Outside of these walls, however, the people know him as the one who received the Blessing of the light.
Rosalind eyed him.
Blond hair, blue eyes, and white clothes with the insignia of the Lux Family. In his late thirties, the man was able to maintain his youthful appearance because of his Blessing.
Rosalind quickly lowered her head.
It was him.
Her very own father.
