The sound of hooves could be heard from a distance, followed by the cheers of the crowd. Oriana watched with cold eyes. Her hands clenched into a fist under her long sleeves.
How did this happen? She had made sure that Damon did not have funds, support, resources and good knights to fight this battle. This battle was a lost cause from the start.
She had personally chosen the weakest knights, refused the staff of the estate to help him. She even made sure that they did not have medical help. Yet..! yet! She wanted to curse and scream hard but the smile on her face did not falter even for a second.
Dressed in a bright new red gown embellished with rubies, Oriana waited with her whole staff.
When Damon dismounted from his horse, she smiled sweetly and hugged him.
