Later that evening, Serena met up with Simon at their favorite BBQ skewer spot.

Simon, who had been waiting for her, smiled the moment he saw her. He wore a denim jacket paired with jeans and a white undershirt, his hands tucked casually into his pockets.

Coincidentally, they were wearing matching outfits.

“Watchman, I’m here,” Serena teased as she approached, her smile bright.

“Been waiting for you, royal highness,” Simon replied, offering his arm.

“Ouuu, someone’s fully recovered,” she teased, slipping her arm through his.

They walked off together, laughing and chatting.

“I’m really sorry about that jerk who tried to take advantage of you,” Simon said after a moment,...