One wouldn't have been able to tell, but the odd group of six supposed adults and two stumps walking out with dignity were, in truth, in the middle of internal panic.
From the outside, they looked composed.
Lord Karion walked at the front with measured steps, posture straight and unhurried. Lady Cirila followed at his side, hands folded neatly, her expression serene and unreadable to any passerby. Behind them came the Hale couple, calm and collected, as though this were nothing more than a pleasant family outing rather than the aftermath of a legally binding union that had somehow involved far more than just two people getting their marriage certificates.
Riley and Kael walked together just behind them.
The golden dragon lord looked exactly as he always did. Regal. Unbothered. Perfectly at ease, as though the world behaved exactly as he expected it to.
