Seeing Isolde's eyes slightly reddened, on the verge of tears, Magnus felt a pang in his heart and immediately denied, "That's not true. Don't you still want to go to the Royal Magic Academy in Tianhai Continent for further studies? How could we let you marry so soon?"
"Really?" Isolde's beautiful eyes fixed intently on Magnus as she asked.
Faced with her gaze, Magnus showed a hesitant expression, his mood incredibly heavy.
The decision to arrange a marriage with Holy Grass City was made by his elders, and Magnus was powerless to stop it.
If he lied to Isolde now, how heartbroken would she be when she eventually learned the truth? Betrayed by her most trusted brother, her fragile heart surely wouldn't withstand it!
Magnus clenched his teeth, took a deep breath, and said heavily, "Isolde... Grandfather indeed intends for you to marry into Holy Grass City."
"The groom-to-be is Chen."
