Riley, on facetime with Freya, went through the agenda of the day, to ensure that every base had been covered.
"I have my mum, your mum and dad getting ready. I also checked around, and the three gardens are ready," Freya said through the screen.
"And what time are the first guests arriving?"
"10am. The wedding starts by 11am," she replied.
"Alright. I'm in the big room just waiting to hear from Atlas. I really don't know what he plans to do, but at least we've done our part."
"Yeah we have. I feel so bad that we can't do more though. Especially in respect to finding Aveline. I worry for her," she said in a somber voice.
"I know, Frey. I'm worried too. Let's just trust Atlas. He's usually able to navigate these situations."
Riley looked up on hearing footsteps. Her brow lifted a little on seeing Cane Sinclair.
"Uhmm, let me call you back," She ended the call. "Good morning uncle Cane."
"Riley dearest, can I talk to you for a few minutes?" He questioned politely.
