Kapitel 408: Why Are You Naked?

After two days of continuous journey, Zivan reached the residence of duke Bolton.

"Open the gates, riders are approaching," a guard yelled from the outside as riders approached near the pull in front of the main gate.

The big double door was opened swiftly and with Zivan in the lead four riders entered Bolton Castle.

Marcella, who was forced to welcome her soon-to-be husband, craned her neck to get a better look at him.

With a neighs of the black horse, Zivan pulled the reign just in front of his wife who was standing in the middle along with many other people in Duke's family, including Helena the eldest daughter of Duke Bolton.

"W-welcome to my duchy my prince," the old duke tried to bow with his fat belly. But the previous elegance of being a duke was long lost in the wine and women. 

Yet the people were shocked that after many years they saw their duke finally sober for once.

"Greetings to duke Bolton," Zivan said.