Third Person's POVThe moment Cassian stepped out of the car, his comm-stone vibrated again.Fred hopped out of his sports car and scanned the tension radiating off the couple. He chimed in, "Look, if you're dead set on ending this today, Cassian, go handle the mess at the pack. I'll take Trista to the Altar and wait with her."Cassian gave Trista one long, heavy look. "I'll get there as fast as I can," he rasped.He spun the car around and headed back to deal with the internal revolt started by the old guard.Fred and Isaiah, meanwhile, escorted Trista to the Altar."I can wait by myself. You guys should go," Trista said, standing on the ancient stone steps. Clutching her suitcase, she looked small and a bit fragile in the shadows of the massive pillars.Isaiah wanted to stick around, but Fred hauled him back into the car."Fred, she's gonna be miserable waiting there all alone," Isaiah said, looking out the window, genuinely worried. "Let me go keep her company."Fred adjusted the r
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