The only person who came close to having an influence over Izekiel was his empress. He had neglected her for a long time but when their relationship started to develop, the two have become a force to reckon with.
It was his first wife Lillian.
Nesrin took inspiration from Lillian, and dressed up in a black dress for her wedding. The flowers she carried had dark meanings but they were the ones Izekiel liked.
However, it was clear that something was amiss. Nesrin had faith in what she read. How she came here shouldn't make him like this, then was it because of last night?
Nesrin can see the hints of menace in the depths of his eyes.
Izekiel raised from his throne, everyone else but Nesrin stood up as well. He kept his sword with him.
With each step he took, the sword softly dragged against the marble floor, and his eyes pinned Nesrin down. She had a strong urge to move back, but at the same time she couldn't move an inch.
