Opening the drawer to take out his Governor's seal, he was just about to stamp it on the decree that had been prepared.
A sudden intoxicating floral fragrance filled the air as Olivia abruptly looked up.
And saw the person she had been thinking about day and night even while working desperately, holding a large bouquet of Charagi roses, as brilliant as rubies and as vivid as flames, a specialty of Georgia, smiling at her.
"Hi, Hesi, did you miss me?"
Pa—
The seal in the girl's hand, symbolizing the highest administrative power over this territory of 100,000 square kilometers and 270,000 people, silently slipped from her hand and rolled to the ground.
In the next moment, Aiven was enveloped in warmth and softness, held tightly.
Olivia originally wanted to keep a straight face, but now she was holding Aiven's neck tightly, inhaling the reassuring scent on him, and two lines of tears rolled down uncontrollably.
