The two girls walked confidently into the dining hall, where Edward was leisurely buttering his toast.
"Good morning, Dad," Seraphina greeted as she sat.
"Good morning," Edward replied with a smile, but his brows furrowed in confusion as he looked up at her. "Wait—when did you get here?"
Seraphina chuckled as she settled into her chair, while Nancy paused before sitting down next to her.
Then Edward's eyes fell on Nancy.
The toast slipped from his grasp and fell to the floor.
"Those scoundrels," he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before he settled back down.
Nancy immediately stiffened. "I-I'm sorry, sir," she stammered, lowering her head. "I-I insisted—"
"Relax," Seraphina interrupted, casually taking a bite of an apple. "Dad's not that scary once you get to know him..."
"Yeah, no need to worry," Edward chuckled, brushing aside her concern. "Just make yourself at home—just like Seraphina does."
