It had been five days since her betrothal. Duncan watched the passion in Arianna and how she put her all into whatever Selene was teaching her.
Her dragon was still not fully connected with her—it was a gradual process due to her Alpha blood, according to Selene. More of her hair had turned silver, but Nyra helped dye it to conceal her identity for now.
“She will be great,” Lucas said beside him.
Duncan, not realizing when his friend had come to stand next to him, didn’t bother glancing his way, keeping his gaze fixed on Arianna talking with her sister.
“I know,” Duncan muttered under his breath.
Silence settled between them, both watching the girls.
“How is the investigation of that elder going? Have they found the culprit yet?” Duncan asked.
“None, Your Highness. I'm still wonder
