The Wedding Planners

Felix looked at Aron with a face full of disbelief. “Man... I know you’re the emperor and above us mere plebeians, but... really?” he asked in surprise as he swiped his hand across in front of him, closing the file he had been reading.

“What’s the problem this time?” Aron shot back, rolling his eyes.

“You have less than ten friends. Ten! Doesn’t that make you the least social royal in the history of the world? And! AND! Half of those are the people you dragged in to be the CEOs of your companies using magical contracts!” Felix scoffed.

He jokingly continued, “Can you even consider that friendship? And besides me and Sarah, don’t you have any friends from your time in school?”

“You seem to have forgotten how everything started. You and Sarah are the only two people that stuck with me when Rottem Morgan threw his little hissy fit and had me expelled under false pretenses after I proved him wrong in public. So however many I have now, it’s still more than two!” Aron playfully punched Fe
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