George

My heart softened at the sight of Irikah. I never thought I’d be able to see her again. After the war, her right-hand man had gone back, but I never thought he had delivered my message to her.

"Please come in," I said, releasing her from the hug, leading her back to my chambers. The members of the Palace passed me a disgusting look.

I know they might be wondering what a man who was supposed to be mourning was doing with another woman, but they wouldn't understand, and I wouldn't bother explaining. Everyone could just choke on what they believe.

Irikah was unnecessarily cold and quiet as we...