Ivy’s POV.
Stepping out into the night after a long week of being within the castle felt great. Although when Blake had said that we were going to ride horses, I thought he meant just the two of us. Behind us were at least ten men, following us on foot as Blake and I were on a horse each.
“Is there a reason for the guards?” I asked.
“We have been on high alert ever since you got kidnapped and my mother…” he trailed off. “My mother died.” He finally finished.
“Right.” That was all I said.
It’s been a while since he mentioned his mother. I don’t think I could ever imagine losing my mother like that. I had almost forgotten that my parents hadn’t left yet, they said something like that. Since the queen passed they would stay a while longer to help arrange my wedding. A wedding that
