IT WAS still very early in next morning, and Vaelora stood by the entrance of the foyer. Helena was beside her, while Draekon and Ambrose stood behind them.
Rebekah stood before the large carriage carrying the provincial Crest of Blood Crescent, as she looked at them. Tears filled her eyes but thankfully, Vaelora couldn't see it from the distance. Only Draekon could.
In that moment, he wondered if forcing the bond on the poor lady had been the right thing to do. Maybe, he should have let her make her choice.
Just then, Tobias appeared from the other side of the carriage, and pulled his sister in for a hug.
"You're going to be just fine, Rebekah." He whispered into her ear.
Vaelora fought her tears, knowing she wouldn't be able to help it, if she ran down to hug Rebekah one last time.
