The girl who everyone had been for had walked into the throne hall at last. She had a white gown on along with a bright smile tugged at her lips. The first impression of hers from people were simple. They all believed she was pure girl. Nothing resembled Visha Rutherford.
Not even a bit.
She appeared more kind and bright like a sun instead of the serene self like Visha Rutherford. They had to admit she looked like her. But still there was no specific thing to point out as an evidence. Among all of them, General Sigerten refuse to believe the girl was Visha Halston.
No matter who convinced him, he would never forget her. It was Visha Rutherford he once fell in love with. "How long have you been meeting with Elio?" Nolan, the King queried. "It's been five months, Your Majesty. We two encountered at the cafe in the capital for the first time"
