-_-
"Think what you must, I'm done with this conversation. You should go back inside, interact with those women and choose a damn wife. I'm married! Married, my ship has sailed, so leave me alone.."
Radomir sighed as Min-jae walked away, he wanted Kaizar's permission to leave Meical at least before he implemented his plans but it seems the only way to have Kaizar, is to force him marriage apart.
By the time the ninth lady stepped back into place, the hall grew still. The choosing ceremony was meant to be simple, predictable, a practiced ritual of smiles and anticipation.
The nobles watched with bated breath, waiting for the king to name the woman whose family would rise with her.
Radomir, seated upon a throne too grand for any heart to bear, lifted his hand. No one expected him to look beyond the line of women, yet his gaze slid past jeweled gowns, past pearls and hopeful eyes, to the shadowed end of the hall where Min-jae stood.
