The messenger bird flew off and he read the letter in full.
[Azel,
Alright, listen up, you gorgeous bastard… my stupid family finally agreed to meet you. I don't know what kind of black magic you used but apparently it was enough for them to stop screaming in my face for a whole ten minutes, so congratulations.
Anyway, they want you to come over for the "official marriage discussion."
YES. Marriage.
Don't start panicking, don't run away, and don't play dumb like you don't know I'm talking about marrying YOU.
Since you survived all the shit around me and still somehow want me like a freak you are, my clan decided they want to "evaluate your qualifications as a future Astra husband."
Whatever the fuck that means.
