Who wouldn’t break into a cold sweat when a War God expressed disappointment? The mayor certainly did. Though he was officially the city’s most powerful man, he was nothing in the presence of the War God.
"W-What? Evans is your grandfather-in-law?" the mayor stammered, disbelief etched across his face.
"You should call him ‘Sir’! He’s way older than you. That’s just basic respect!" Ethan snapped, his voice firm, determined to restore the honor of his wife’s grandfather.
"Oh, yes, of course! My apologies! Sir Evans is your grandfather-in-law, War God?"
"Yes, that’s correct. And, by the way, I’m the one who put your disrespectful son in his place."
"W-What? So, the Ethan my son mentioned… that’s you? That means you’re Lily Evans’ husband?" the mayor asked, his voice rising in shock.
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