Because being a wife doesn't require any training or certification in carrying a dress…. Arthea wanted to scream that aloud.
Knowing the big picture ahead and the responsibility of saving the Royal throne of Vrishnya on her head, she shut her mouth and got inside the carriage.
Arthea's eyes welled up as the doors were shut and the carriage started moving, the doors darkened everything for her. Arthea could just see bits and portions of half burnt down the Vrishnya Kingdom from the little hole patterns of the carriage door.
With the barbaric incidents that took place, he lost every bit of his energy. His caged hands and swollen eyes conveyed the despair.
"If we want our innocent people to be protected from the wrath of that beast, the only option is offering him the Princess of Vrishnya" King Richard looked broken as he uttered the words.
