Both lads stepped into the royal courthouse with no sign of worry or fear in their eyes.
Passerby still couldn't help but coo seeing how loving and full of awareness Ashen was as he strolled to the royal courthouse with his woman.
Lumina's hands wrapped around those of Ashen as he led her gently inside the courthouse oblivious to the peering eyes sent their way.
At the far end of the hall, King Aden sat on a high-backed throne, and beside him sat Prince Adam, his expression unreadable, his fingers tapping slowly on the armrest.
Ashen bowed stiffly, offering the barest show of respect. Lumina lowered her head gracefully, her hands clasped in front of her as she followed the sound of Ashen's steps to know where to stop.
King Aden couldn't help but be so shocked, almost on the verge of asking if the same boy protecting his woman as he stood before him was his son.
"Princess Lumina," King Aden began, his voice steady but heavy with disapproval
