Bruce William Evanti was the perfect heir. He had inherited his father’s intelligence for academics and his mother’s skills for swordsmanship. A polite, tall and handsome young man with a physique people admired and a brain that rivalled the greatest of scholars. He was someone who lacked for nothing in any way. He was the pride of the Evanti couple and the Evanti people.
And he...was the one currently hugging the life out of Ayana.
“My dear, dear, little sister! It’s been too long since I last saw you!”
After the courteous public greeting she had received from him as the princess of the nation, he had all but glomped on her as soon as they were left alone with only Martha and Aunt present there.
“Erhm...Me too.” She replied back from where her face was squished in his chest.
“Let
