I glanced at the window as we walked the hallways, countless extravagant carriages were lined up outside.
How many is that…?
"Nervous?" Azriel suddenly spoke up.
"No." I shook my head.
Before long, we finally arrived.
Azriel raised his hand, signaling for the guards to announce his arrival and open the door.
"Your Majesty?" I raised my head.
"Hmm?"
"I…"
It's nothing difficult. Just greet him.
…gulp.
"Happy birthday, Len…"
Ack! That last part slipped out!
"…oh." Azriel looked at me with a bright smile on his lips, his gaze ever so soft. He raised his hand then he returned them to his side as if remembering something.
I pursed my lips, "It's okay…"
Azriel raised his hand once again to pat my head, his smile growing bigger. "Thank you. Truly."
The creak of the door overlapped with the sound of trumpets singing.
"His Majesty, the great flame that burns brights, protector of the people, Azriel Lennox von Farren!"
"Her Ladyship, Lady Alethea Blanche von Verena!"
