Zira’s POV“Nomatter what happens tonight, don’t fret. I’m here,” Ronan said as he pulled myhair into a high bun. Worryfilled my heart as I looked at him through the mirror, “what’s wrong? Howserious is it?” “Was itbecause of what I did the other time?” I ask, referring to the women I hadassigned to the Royal guards. “I’lldefinitely tell you about it later tonight,” he assured me, leaning down tokiss me on the top of my head.” My mindwas whirling with several thoughts, and being unable to bear his burden worriedme. I wasextremely worried; I was too naive to believe they wouldn’t have the audacityto do anything after we married. Aftermaking sure my hair was secure in a nice bun, Ronan pulled me up and wrapped aloose but luxurious robe around me. Sincewe would be shifting soon, there was no need to dress elaborately. Moreover,the robe was made from the fur of our ancestors and was regarded as precious.Iwatched as he donned a similar robe, his face devoid of emoti
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