Chapter 291 The Groom

In the groom's suite, Tyler, disguised as Tristan, buttoned his black tuxedo. It had golden accents that matched the subtle Seraphim sigil embroidered on his cuff. Derek Sentinel fumbled with Tyler's bowtie. His large hands were more suited to handling weapons than delicate silk. He muttered in frustration under his breath as he tried to get the knot just right. "You look sharp, sir. But marriage is a big commitment, especially considering the dangers you face right now. Are you sure you're ready for 'forever' with the princess? Don't you have any second thoughts creeping in now that the wedding day is finally here? It's not too late to back out if you're having doubts." Kai, one of the lieutenants, chuckled as he polished Tyler's shoes to a mirror shine. "Boss is more than ready, Captain. Princess Michelle's a real beauty and deserves a husband like our ferocious leader." Tyler laughed, adjusting his cufflinks with a casual flick. "I appreciate the concern, guys, but I'm good. Michell