Bab 258: Gala (Part 2)

"Why are you so stressed, then? Isn't this your life long dream? Libea excluded, obviously." Lith could understand her being a pain in the a*s but not like that. Yurial seemed to be well fed and rested, yet had lost at least five kilos.

"Because besides being paraded like an exotic animal 24/7 to affirm our new status in front of the Crown and our neighbors, which is already quite stressing, there have been five attempts on my life, already. Do you see that woman?"

Yurial tilted his head towards a gorgeous redhead. She was wearing an emerald dress that emphasized her fair white skin and green eyes. The red scarf on her neck matched her hair, partially covering her shoulders and arms that the dress left exposed.

"Do you mean that Battle Mage?" Lith replied while his eyes indulged on her neckline a second longer than it was polite.

"Yeah. She is my new personal assistant/mistress/bodyguard. I can't go anywhere without her following me around."