The Wedding Planners

Felix looked at Aron with a face full of disbelief. “Man... I know you’re the emperor and above us mere plebeians, but... really?” he asked in surprise as he swiped his hand across in front of him, closing the file he had been reading.

“What’s the problem this time?” Aron shot back, rolling his eyes.

“You have less than ten friends. Ten! Doesn’t that make you the least social royal in the history of the world? And! AND! Half of those are the people you dragged in to be the CEOs of your companies using magical contracts!” Felix scoffed.

He jokingly continued, “Can you even consider that friendship? And besides me and Sarah, don’t you have any friends from your time in school?”