Kenda walked slowly down the aisle that led to her father’s throne.
Shit! She was so nervous. The encouraging speech she’d given to pump herself up in her room to go through with this was deserting her with every step she took.
Every seat in the great hall was filled, not a one was empty. It seemed her people wanted to witness her return, like Liam had claimed.
They stared at her with wonder and a happiness Kenda couldn’t feel.
She has returned, they whispered in awe.
The women who’d helped her dress had expressed the same awe and excitement. They couldn’t believe she was alive and had returned to them after so long.
They were grateful to Liam too for rescuing her. He was a hero. It seemed Liam had spun a story that could rival the most romantic fairy tale. He was the hero and s
