The repercussion was almost instant. The sounds of unsheathing swords, the sounds of feet as the royal couple were surrounded, was so quick and deafening that Adeline almost did not have the time to look around on herself.
It took a while, and she slowly moved, her chest heaving hard, the knife still held to her throat by the very stubborn Claude. Claude had the look of insanity rooted deep within her eyes, her chest heaving ad dhe tightened her hand around the daggers that she was holding.
"I can not quite believe that so many people would come together to give me the interesting wedding that I have always wanted to have despite the time constraint that prevented me from bringing entertainment."
Lucan's voice was low and filled with dry humour, the sort that told Adrline that he really was……
Waiting for the first comment……
Please log in to leave a comment.