VENUS'S POV
“We have to get everything ready before the week runs out, there must be no mistake at all. The mating ceremony has to be perfect, then we can move on to planning the coronation.” Gordon spoke up in a clear voice, forcing everyone to pay attention to what he was saying.
My eyes were glued to his frame but my mind was elsewhere. The mating ceremony was due to be held in a week's time and even though three whole weeks had passed since the council meeting, I still couldn't put a lid over the crippling anxiety that had been swarming into my body.
Gareth had tried—unsuccessfully—to get me to ease up but how could I do that? Grandma Celia had vowed to not let the ceremony happen, I couldn't put my mind at ease until the ceremony had finally been concluded. I felt something bad was
