A car parked in front of the popular temple. A young man in his early thirties stepped out of the car. He swayed away his overall backwardness and smirked too. His elegant dressing and aura defined his personality. He was Tony, the heir to the throne. Though, he wasn't a prince but in his clan, they had a throne and because his father recently died, he was going to be the heir forcefully, not minding the elders.
"Good day, master Tony" the temple keeper greeted while he also responded with a smile.
"Hope you are good? We have been seeing you here lately" The keeper further asked.
"What else will I be doing here if not to visit my betrothed bride?" He smirked, ignored the keeper, and found his way inside.
"Elena! Elena!! Elena!!! Master Tony is here" A teenager announced as she entered
