Lucius entered the house and the place felt genuinely homey despite its modest size, a stark contrast to the sprawling estates and luxury mansion he was accustomed to living in.
The interior was clean and well-maintained, but clearly showed signs of age and use.
The furniture was comfortable but worn, the paint on the walls had faded slightly over the years, and there were small cracks in the ceiling that spoke of a house that had seen better days.
Family photos lined the walls in mismatched frames, showing Luna and her siblings at various ages.
"So this is my son-in-law, huh?" Stella asked while examining him carefully with a mother's discerning eye, then turned to face Lucius directly with an appraising look. "You look even more handsome in person than in all those photos and videos online."
Luna blushed deeply as she stepped forward, still holding her unconscious younger sister in her arms.
"I'll introduce him proper—"
