The four men of the Oswald Family encircled Ethan while riding on their broomsticks.
All of their wands were pointed at him, showing no signs of mercy.
“Boy, personally, I don’t hate you,” Bruce stated. “You helped us a lot by giving us funds this winter, and I appreciate that. But, my daughter is off limits. I’m going to give you a choice. Stay friends with Luna, and we can all get along just fine, or suffer the consequences of trying to ask for her hand in marriage.”
“Thats’ right!” Dennis shouted. “You already have Chloe and Emma, why do you have to drag my sister into this mess?! Even Father only has two wives!”
“Pick your words wisely,” Philip said. “You’re still young, Ethan. There are plenty of other fish in the sea. It doesn’t have to be my granddaughter.”
Erik didn’t say anything, instead he locked his eyes on Ethan’s body, ready to cast a spell the moment he did something funny.