CEDRIC’S POV
Thirty Minute Earlier.
My outfit for tonight is made by one of the best couture in the kingdom and my room has been bustling with activities for the whole of today but it doesn't in any way lift my mood.
Who the hell would be happy hosting the last ball before they descend the throne? Hell, I am not frail and old and almost on my deathbed. I have not been consumed by an incurable ailment.
The only thing ailing me now is the fact that in all the years of my reign, I haven't been able to boast of a child regardless of the gender. Each time things seemed to be falling in place, all it does at the verge of my breakthrough is shattered to the f*****g ground.
Everything passes in a blur and I remain seated at the arched balcony, watching the sun come up and set over the vista.
