Twenty Eight
The blown trumpet jerked them away from their staring competition, and his golden eyes flashed annoyance before he took her hand.
Zaccheus sat down on his magnificent golden throne as he made her sit on a small throne-like golden chair beside him designed for the Queen.
Destiny walked inside elegantly in her blue floral gown, which hugged her bodice perfectly yet contrasted with her beautiful purple eyes. Her hair was braided in a french braid with some glitters. Nadazhda scrutinised her eyes on her hands and saw she was carrying a silver crown as Zeke followed emotionlessly behind her, having a small vase carefully.
She tried to wave at them, feeling familiar faces, but the pointed look that Alec shot at her made her laugh nervously.
Their sitting position was changed,
