Ryder’s POV
“Are you love birds going to stand there all night? The meal is getting cold alright. Come to the table and catch up.” I heard Arthur’s voice break the silence.
With a smile on my face, I planted a kiss on her forehead whispering in her ears. “Come, let’s sit. We’ll talk more. Don’t cry any more alright.” With that, I held her hand and we walked to the dining table as we took our seat.
Arthur formally welcomed us with a welcoming speech and while he did that, I became absent minded as I fed my eyes with the beauty of the room looking beautiful. It is obvious Arthur had them design it to receive me. Our truce has been one thing I never regretted. He’s been a friend more than an ally. Who would have thought that he will be the one to keep Liza hidden and safe.
I took notic
