||Hayden||
I discussed the strategy with Dimitrov if we faced any attack from the East when a gentle knock disturbed us.
“Enter,” I ordered, as our eyes were fixed on the wooden door of the small study chamber.
A warrior stepped inside the room. Bowing her head, she greeted us, “good morning, your majesty, Lord Dimitrov.”
I nodded, waiting for the news. She was one I left at Louisa’s doorstep. Yesterday, my wife spent the entire day watching over the frozen sea and in the end, she fell asleep on the deck. I had no other choice than to carry her into the room. All pairs of eyes were on me, but no one could utter a word. My gaze was fixed on my wife.
Her petite frame snuggled into my chest. Her icy hands tried to find warmth on my dragon skin. I chuckled, seeing her adorable expression
