CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
As the carriage skidded along the well refined layers of finely squashed gravel lining the road, my gaze fell on Leon beside me who had long drifted off to sleep, his left hand on the belt that was home to a sheathed, gleaming, newly sharpened, bronze sword while his right hand clasped mine on his lap. For a long time, I had not known what it was like to be loved this openly until Leon. Truly, it was magical. At times it felt like it was just a fantasy built inside my mind while I was asleep and that it would disappear when I wake up, but then it never does. Deep within me, I knew I had to enjoy all this while it lasted because the moment we got back to the palace, then I would never have the peace I craved. Even still, I had no idea why this honeymoon did not sit quit
