Bab 315: WEDDING PLANS

CHRISTIAN'S POV

As I walked into Lord Niko's office, the air seemed charged with a palpable tension, a stark reminder of the high stakes at play. The dim lighting and the heavy drapes cast shadows that danced across the ornate furniture, making the space feel both imposing and intimate. Lord Niko was seated behind the royal imposing mahogany desk, his dark eyes glinting with a mix of curiosity and authority. Silas and Talon flanked him, their expressions as unreadable as ever.

I took my place opposite them, feeling the weight of their scrutiny. Lord Niko's gaze was sharp, dissecting me with an intensity that made me want to shift uncomfortably in my seat. Silas leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his face a mask of stoicism. Talon, always the enigmatic one, watched with an almost imperceptible smirk as if he found amusement in the situation.

" Greetings your majesty" I bowed in greeting.