It was Raphael's words that filled Rowena with courage. The two of them left Rowena's tower hand-in-hand together as they came down to meet King Draco.
Truth be told, King Draco was already rushing up the staircase of his daughter's tower—a part of him still felt on edge.
If his words had no effect on Rowena, if she was no longer scared of him—she could so easily just leave him and go with Raphael. All of King Draco's hopes and dreams for the past decades would have been for naught.
Luckily for him, he had been effective at instilling fear into his daughter's heart.
A look of relief momentarily appeared on King Draco's face as he held the scroll of invitation in his hands. Raphael and Rowena were by the staircase and paused upon his appearance.
"Father..." Rowena looked down at King Draco.
