Ego He set his glass down with a faint click, the sound that rearranged the air in the room without effort. The amusement on his face faded, replaced by something far more serious.
"Well," he said finally, his tone deceptively calm, "since we're already discussing legacy, there's one more matter to settle."
Ruo sighed dramatically. "Here it comes."
Victor's eyes narrowed a fraction, his casual posture now shifting to that of a man ready to smite someone, and Ego being his father won't help him if Elias's safety is involved. "Father."
Ego's focus shifted from Victor to Elias, and he studied them both with such intensity that the rest of the table fell silent. "You're expecting a child," he said. "That means there will be a wedding."
Elias blinked. "A what?"
"A wedding," Ego repeated. "A proper one. Not whatever quiet arrangement the two of you think passes for commitment. You're part of this family now, Elias. That means the world should see it."
