"Jade…" lord Gracia found his daughter in one of the corners alone.
Her eyes were downcast and she looked like she had some worries.
Hearing her father's voice, Jade looked up.
"Father…." She exclaimed. Lord Garcia walked ahead and pulled her daughter in his arms. Jade hugged his father and she couldn't help but tremble in his arms.
Change in her body language didn't go unnoticed by her father.
"What happened, Jade?" Lord Garcia asked.
"Nothing, I just...missed you," Gracie replied and tried to smile.
But how could she fool her father?
"Hmm...I missed you too," lord Garcia put his hand on her daughter's head and caressed her head gently.
"How have you been?" He then asked.
"I'm fine, how is Elijah?" She inquired.
"He is fine, wanted to come with me but I thought someone has to stay back there in the castle," Lord Garcia said. Jade nodded.
"Where is prince Donovan? Why couldn't I see him around?" Lord Garcia asked with a frown?
Jade froze as she heard that. She couldn't tell him that Donovan had gone missing in the forest of Dragon Creek.
The Regalhelm family was keeping it secret and she also intended to keep it as it is.
"Last time he said that he was going to arrive late," Jade said with a thoughtful look.
"Is that so?" Lord Garcia lifted his eyebrows.
"And what about the announcement? Aren't they going to announce the result of the bride choosing the ceremony today?" Lord Garcia asked.
"They are," Jade nodded. Well, they were supposed to announce who was going to be Donovan's wife today. But what would they do if Donovan didn't return?
She was worried about him constantly and wanted to find him by using her guards but she knew that her father would be here and if she mobilized her guards he would find out. So she couldn't take a risk, even if it was her father the matter regarding Donovan was sensitive and that's why none another soul could know about it.
While the Royal family was trying to keep everything in check in the celebration, Zivan had already stopped Kruel in his way.
"My...my... I didn't expect to receive such a grand welcome from you princes Zivan Regalhelm," Kruel, who was leading his people, commented.
Opposite him was Zivan, standing with Samuel and his guards.
It was the first time Samuel was seeing the infamous man in person, while Zivan had got a chance to get a glimpse of Kruel in the past in one of the fights.
"I think you have mistaken something, I'm not here to welcome you but to make sure that you return the same way you came from," Zivan replied. There was no fear on his face. Zivan was never good at fighting, his intelligence was in strategy making and finding information, but in front of such a big and strong enemy, he didn't show any signs of being weak. His aura was not as oppressive as Kruel but it was more than enough to face him.
Hearing what he said Kruel widened his eyes dramatically.
"Is this how you behave with your guests in the North? I must say you broaden my knowledge about the kingdom of dragons," Kruel spoke sarcastically.
"No one has invited you in the north, and the people who come unannounced and uninvited are either invaders or thieves," how could Zivan back down in the battle of words.
"Huh. You must have forgotten something but don't worry. I will gladly remind you that it's the time of the summer festival and you have to host everyone who comes to your home during the time of the summer festival. You surely don't want to kick out an unarmed guest and friend, who has come to join in your happiness, will you?" Kruel raised his eyebrows.
"I shouldn't but I'm afraid that the person who is in the facade of friends is actually an enemy," Zivan replied.
"That's not true, price of the North," suddenly before Kruel could reply a gentle voice rang from behind the soldiers of Kruel. Kruel turned his horse to the side and so did others.
From behind them, a beautiful and gentle face appeared.
The woman was all dressed in black, his long ink-black hair descending till her waist like a waterfall.
Her long eyelashes were like a fan and lips just like petals of roses.
Was this the famous woman who was known as a dark widow? Zivan couldn't help but stare at her.
Was there a report wrong about Kruel coming with his mother? Because no matter how Zivan looked, the woman didn't look like more in the late twenties.
"I'm Evillene Willow, you might not recognise me but if your father or mother was here they surely would have," Evillene smiled warmly at Zivan as she walked towards him.
Zivan didn't reply but he kept looking at her.
"We are here to reconcile an old relationship with our families. To extend the hand of a friend, not to take revenge as an enemy," her voice was small and there was some kind of convincing ability in it.
"I'm sorry but I don't think your words are trustworthy," Zivan replied if Evillene was smart then how Zivan was any less.
Only a fool will believe that after decades of constant war and collisions between two countries one of them will suddenly extend hands for friendship and that too without any reason.
"Prince Zivan, it's not wise for you to stop us here and not let us join the celebration," Kruel threatened.
Zivan looked at the man whose umber eyes were shining even in the broad daylight, they were as sharp as they could be. Zivan already knew that war was never a solution. If kruel has decided to come here with his mother then he must have prepared a way to leave from here safely.
But what could he do, he can't probably lead them to the celebration, can he?
Zivan was in a dilemma, but suddenly he felt Samuel's hand on his shoulder. Zivan looked behind and found his brother looking at him.
Their eyes met and lots of things were conveyed in that one look.
Zivan took a deep breath and then turned towards Kruel.
"How am I supposed to believe that you are here with the hand of friendship and do not harbor any malicious intentions," he asked.
"I'm assuring you that I'm here only for celebration and there is no bad intention," kruel replied.
Zivan scoffed at his words, he definitely wouldn't believe what he said.
"And another reason is that no matter what you do you won't be able to stop me, so I reckon that you don't want to start this with anything unpleasant," Kruel's eyes shone with malice as he said that.
Zivan had already guessed this outcome so he changed his attitude. War was not a favourable outcome while his eldest brother wasn't around.
"No need for that, king Kruel, since you have given your words, I might believe you,"
"I give you my words that we are here just to harmonize our relationship and there are no harmful intentions from our side," Evilene added.
Zivan nodded and reluctantly led them to the celebration. Kruel squinted his eyes. It turned out to be even more smoothly than he has imagined.
They were already not far and thus it didn't take them long before they reached the ground where the festival was going on.
Zachary was notified in advance and thus he and Abrielle come forward to receive Kruel and Evilene.
All the people were standing on the side as they made a way for the king and queen. While all the ministers and guests stretched their necks in confusion about who was coming.
Zachary has already arranged for his soldiers to stand around to handle them so they don't go on rampage after watching the witch king and his mother.
After all, there was hidden vengeance in each of the dragon's hearts because of the torture of all these years.
Zachary didn't know how they would react after watching Kruel.
Samuel reached earlier and stood with his father and mother, Abrielle had already sent Genevieve back to the castle. She didn't want her innocent daughter to get caught up in this mess.
Soon the Zivan led them and At least twenty riders stopped at the entrance. Zivan was first to come down and after that slowly Kruel made his way. All the people who recognised him widened their eyes in horror and surprise. Lord Gracia who was standing on the side narrowed his eyes. He walked ahead by the side of Zachary and asked.
"What is going on Zachary?" His voice was grave.
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