Asher’s POV.
After a week of enduring the lords and their subtle attempts at both kissing up to me and antagonising me, it was time to head back to the palace and to… Amanda. To attempt to clean up the mess I’d made before I left.
I sigh with relief when the cars finally pull up in front of the palace.
As expected, there are maids, guards, journalists and even a few regular citizens here to welcome me. They citizens pressed against each other as they strained for a sight of me and the journalists eagerly lifted their camers, waiting for the right chance to take pictures.
I ignored their eager looks as I let myself feel a glimmer of hope as I searched their faces for Amanda, but then I really couldn’t be too disappointed when I didn’t see her there, she wasn’t the type to do this sort o
