"Honored guests, distinguished attendees, thank you all so much for coming to Padmira to join us for this celebration!"
In the Elf Garden, Landen raised his glass. Behind him stood Gleia, Wendy, and Redbird, while before him was a large crowd of Legends and Demigods.
"Cheers!"
He had originally only meant to host the Legends who had come after hearing the news—Ben Kaul, Saranir, Klein, McLaren Blue Dragon, and others—along with Halcala, who had returned victorious. But soon, a group of Elf Legends arrived together from the World Tree Queen's reception, followed by a group of Legendary Dragons who had also heard the news. Then came the Legends from the Imperial Capital. Landen had no choice but to move the celebration to the Elf Garden, since only the Magic Array there could accommodate so many Legends at once.
For Landen, a sudden wedding banquet wasn't enough to make him panic. But since coming to this world, he had neither been a groom nor attended a wedding, and he had no idea what he was supposed to do.
Fortunately, the guests didn't mind. The local civilizations were quite permissive when it came to the affairs of High-Ranks, especially the powerful families of the Imperial Capital, the Royal Capital, and the World Tree. Their marriages had less to do with building a family than with running a business.
Many High-Ranks held a similar celebration every few years, announcing all at once whom they planned to marry and whom they planned to divorce. Some women even had to attend several of their own wedding banquets in the last few days of the year.
These women were like independent directors in a company, taking part in certain decisions and activities in the name of family members. Some went even further. Take Albert's lover, Julian