Chapter 101 Twenty

Sunar was slowly approaching and the Morana palace was busy with the wedding preparation of princess Myra and governor Valthor.
"We've prepared everything for tonight's banquet," said a man to Valthor who nodded, the scowl on his face dispelling as soon as he spotted her.
His gaze trailed after her every step with raw pain and yearning. He had to be away from her for so long yet now that she was here he still couldn't be with her or expose his identity just so he could keep her safe. Not just from King Luther but from the witch he was now bonded to.