The bride, the supposed center of attention, fell back and finally lost her balance. The news knocked her out of breath and made her world spin. Thankfully, Flavian was quick on his feet. He caught her in time and gently shook her.
“Princess,” he called softly. “Princess, let me take you inside. Your safety is of paramount priority.”
His voice seemed distant to her, but his concern was beyond words and reached her regardless of the distance.
An explosion… a terrorist attack… on her wedding day. Why?
A small tear left her right eye as she was assisted to safety, along with the other Lords and nobles. The ceremony was abruptly stopped. Her father could not care less for her well-being or her feelings and stormed into his throne hall to confer with his advisers. Everything that could go w
