"........,"
After finalizing the banquet details with Ron, I embarked on a mission to find Alissa.
The library, its comforting scent of aged paper a familiar thing by now, was where I discovered her.
Curled up on the plush carpet, she was lost in a book, a world of words painted on her face.
"Alissa, sweetheart,"
I called softly, Bun-bun trailing behind me like a shadow.
Her head snapped up, a radiant smile blossoming as she saw me.
"Papa!"
She exclaimed, abandoning her book in a flurry of excitement and launching herself into my arms for a hug.
"I was just wondering when you'd come find me,"
She mumbled into my chest, her voice muffled by the fabric of my jacket.
Gently pulling back, I ruffled her hair with a playful smile.
"I have a banquet to attend for the Crown Prince,"
I explained, gauging her reaction.
"I'll be back tonight, alright?"
A frown creased her forehead, her bottom lip jutting out in a pout.
"But Papa, I want to come with you,"
She protested, disappointment tinging her voice.
"Honey, it's not the kind of place you'd enjoy,"
I reasoned, trying to paint the event as something less exciting.
"Just a stuffy room filled with grown-ups and boring conversations."
There was also the matter of the Crown Prince – a whole special case.
Sensing the shift in mood, Bun-bun nudged my leg with his soft head, offering silent comfort.
"But Bun-bun will be here with you,"
I reassured her, glancing down at the ever-present bunny.
Though her disappointment lingered, she eventually conceded with a small nod.
"Alright, Papa. Just be safe, okay?"
"Always, sweetheart,"
I promised, squeezing her tight before letting her go.
"........,"
With a sigh, I pushed open the heavy doors leading into the banquet hall.
A wave of noise and grandeur washed over me – a cacophony of chatter, laughter, and the clinking of glasses filled the air.
My entrance, announced with a flourish, was met with a collective turning of heads before everyone retreated back into their conversations.
"Yo,(Y/N)! Long time no see, man!"
My gaze scanned the crowd of faces as I heard my name being called, finally landing on two figures.
The one who called, with slicked-back black hair reminiscent of a bygone-era film star, flashed a wide, mischievous grin.
"........,"
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