Azlynn’s P.O.V.

My precious honey!

As soon as my little daughter’s name flashed across my mind, Bella got alerted. She tried to listen to the private conversation of Xavion with Alvaro, they must be discussing some important matter through mind-link.

Taking advantage of Xavion’s mark on my neck, she was successful in catching a whiff of their discussion. My heart hitched to my throat as Alvaro spoke helplessly.

“King Demrid is here with his daughter. I can’t just kick him out. It’s against the rules of diplomacy.”

Demrid?

A soft pain in my chest coursed through my body, reminding me of my unfulfilled love. Demrid was my choice of a...