Marianna,
The entire courtyard fell silent.
Even the guards who had surrounded me stepped back slightly, lowering their heads the moment he appeared. The arrogance from earlier disappeared so quickly it was almost laughable.
The cold mountain wind brushed against my face as I stared at him.
My husband, cold, tall, and handsome.
" Husband? Isn't it Julianna's husband?" Dawn corrected me.
" Well, in the marriage certificate, it was my name. After all, they were after my pendant for some reason."
" So, we aren't the substitute, but the real wife?"
" I don't know. Never bothered with that title."
The sunlight reflected against his dark coat while silver strands of hair moved gently beneath the wind. His sharp gaze scanned the scene once before settling on the guard clutching his bleed
