Isadora only sighed, trying to get the thought of the witch and her childhood friend off her head but it wasn't happening so soon.
"Why don't we head home, Wife?"
Isadora's eyes abruptly went to the man who everyone would now see as her official husband. Her heart skipped a bit as the words resonated again in her ears. He kept calling her wife but she wasn't okay with it, but she knew she had chosen this instead. She was not forced at all. And besides, she could see that very soon, there would be a rumour about how awful she had displayed in front of the crown prince.
There was no way it would be right for her to deny his offer. Most especially, is that not where she would be headed to?
Her eyes fell upon his shirt again and then she said, "Yes, Your Highness."
"Husband or Nicholas," he corrected as soon as she replied, showing his non satisfaction.
