It had been a hell of a meeting, a meeting which lasted for almost two days. Lucas had just returned back to the packhouse and to his chambers that night, he met Ava on his bed, sleeping soundly. It was as if she sensed his presence, because her eyes fluttered open not too long after he walked in, she met his eyes staring at her.

She sat up, letting out a yawn while stretching her arms before speaking to him.

“How are you love? What was the meeting all about?”

“It’s the peace ball.”

The peace ball, she mumbled the word silently in her lips as she tried to recall...