"Sh—it's okay, Ky-Ky, we understand... we're sorry, we're so sorry. We won't go, okay?" Lucas muttered, his voice soft and full of concern. He exchanged a worried glance with Vincent, who was just as tense, his brow furrowed in worry.
Vincent gently squeezed Kyra's hand, as if trying to comfort her without words, but his eyes mirrored Lucas' unease. Both of them looked unsure, wanting to help but not knowing how to handle her sudden burst of emotions.
"All females who are going to participate in the mating ceremony, come forward to the platform!" The loud voice of the same priest who conducted the pre-sunrise ceremony echoed through the crowd.
"Let's go, Ky-Ky. Don't cry, okay? Damon is finally going to become your mate... and Oceanus too. And, let's see who Silas is," Lucas said softly. Kyra wiped her tears with the back of her hand, nodding and sniffing, trying to hold herself together.
