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Two days after the invitations had been sent out, Elf King Owen and Demon Queen Avery came together.

"Father, Mother, good afternoon." Sena was at the front desk, and seeing the Elf King and Avery descending from the upstairs with a look of surprise in her eyes, she greeted them.

"Sena, it’s been so long since I’ve seen my little treasure." The Elf King, spotting Sena, immediately looked surprised and, without regard for his status, ran over to hug her tightly.

"Father, please let go of me, I’m on duty." Sena, held a bit too tight, pushed him away with force.

"Sena, we haven’t seen each other for so long, why won’t you let me hug you anymore? Have your feelings grown cold?" The Elf King’s gaze turned a bit hurt as he looked at Sena. She was his precious little princess who used to be so cute and clingy, and now she was pushing him away.

"Owen, mind your demeanor—it’s quite rude." Avery, dressed in a gorgeous, retro Western European-style noblewoman’s gown, presenting an image of elegance and grace, walked over gracefully and pulled the Elf King away.

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"Thank you, Mother." Sena watched as the Elf King was pulled away, breathing a sigh of relief, worried he might bear-hug her again.

"Sena, are those your parents?" A tourist who had come to check in, a regular visitor, heard Sena calling the young woman in the Lolita dress her mother and asked in surprise.