The words of Mei Wei awakened the sense of pain and nostalgia in Aman.
He pretended to hide his sorrow and nostalgic feelings, but he couldn't help it.
Memories of Dev grinning at him on the evening of their engagement started swirling in his mind.
Aman warmly smiled at Mei Wei, "Thank you, my prince."
Aman handed him a black attire. "Wear this, my prince."
Mei Wei looked at the piece of clothing in his hands. It was a completely black attire. The fabric was rich and expensive with beautiful embroidery consisting of threads of silver, and the attire was studded with pearls and semi-precious stones. This was the kind of dress he had seen a few people wearing in the capital.
Mei Wei was confused. He looked at Aman and asked, "Aman, why are you giving me this?"
