After their lovey-dovey session, Stiles was able to pull himself together, preparing for the next phase of his plan—no, their plan.
Unlike Alexia, he now shared a deeper bond with Eve, making her his top priority. Although he wished to consider them equal, his heart said a whole different thing. The truth was bitter, but accepting it and preparing for the future was the best plan.
"So, when are you going to hold the coronation ceremony?" Eve inquired curiously.
Stiles had told her everything and from his tone, she knew how desperate he was to fulfill the conditions and become the true ruler of Kynburgh.
Stiles heaved out a sigh, rising as he headed for the full-body mirror. "If nothing goes wrong… it would be in a few days."
Stiles could not shut off his pessimistic side after the sudden phenomenon with the ring, so he decided to say things as he saw them.
'Hopefully, she can help me out…'
