58 The Child Of A Witch

Sibyl’s POV

I walked up and down the hall, too anxious to sit quietly in my chair.

Nuri saw my nervousness and held my shoulder as he told me to sit down. “Don't worry, Wayde has gone to pick up Manolo. He'll be there on time.”

I sat on the chair and took a sip of tea. But my heart still cannot calm. I can even hear my heart beating.

Nuri held my hand and felt the pulse on my wrist.

“Why are you so excited?” He asked, smiling. “I don't remember you being so excited when we went to the Sistine Temple to ask a nun about your mother.”

My hand pressed against my chest. I looked at Nuri. “I don't know why my heart is beating so fast. I have a feeling that something very important is going to happen.”

“Don't worry. Manolo must be bringing good news. You are my wife, and if bad things happen to you, I will stand before you.”

Nuri lowered her head and kissed my forehead. I felt some relief and less nervous.

“Sir Rodriguez, Manolo is here,” said the servant, standing at the door.

I gripped the