It's been two weeks since the tribe wedded Carlisle and Marivella. Each day and each night, still like a honeymoon for them both, as no one could separate them.
Then one day, Carlisle received a response letter from the Prince. He sighed. His eyes wandered and found the woman his heart yearns each day, even though they were together every day, but his heart is always in trouble without having a glimpse of her.
He keeps the letter to Marivella and hid it. He asked Albert to hide it and never mention it.
Carlisle talks to the chieftain in secret and shares the information that the Prince is coming with the Royal Soldier, however, they didn't inform everyone to keep it as exclusive information among the leaders.
"Hi. . ."
He was in deep thoughts when two warmth hands began massaging his tense shoulders.
"Is something bothering you?" Marivella asked.
"Ah, no. Just thinking for more strategic plans." He lied.
