BRYN
I walk inside the huge tent intentionally late and with my chin lifted up high. I ignored Alistair’s attempt to escort me and sent him to the party first. Just so that I had time to prepare everything.
“Lady Eiryn Landon!” someone announced me, and I was met with at least a hundred eyes. Most of those looks weren’t friendly at all. But I didn’t care since I was about to screw all of them and the thought of that made me smile brightly.
“Ah, here is my favourite future daughter-in-law,” the King probably took is as a sign of me being happy about everything that was going on at the Witch Hunt. I guess, he couldn’t be certain with a bride from another country. I am pretty sure that not many people from Ruvia would enjoy what I witnessed earlier today.
“I am also your one and only
