LYRA (LIVIA)’S POV.
“They might be here for a meeting,” I murmur and continue walking.
“No. I am here to take you back.” Mateo corrects me as he steps out of the gate, making me halt my steps.
Okay. Okay. I just need to shut my eyes and open them again and I will realize that I imagine too much.
“You have no idea how long he waited for you. Almost immediately after you sent Sienna back, he arrived with some court ladies and guards to take you back. Your belongings should be in your room in the palace. You have my blessings.” Lyra’s mother says, and I roll my eyes.
“It is late, so you arrive safely get going now.” The prime minister adds.
Moving to hug them both, I whisper in their ears; “Since I did not want to leave, you called for him?”
“Your parents did not call for me. I came f
