Chapter 62 Scarred

• It's been a month since my wedding. Rune didn't show up, and the treaty between our races is broken.
• In the early days, I would often find myself gazing out the window, subjecting myself to the torture of waiting and hoping to catch a glimpse of him. I would imagine him galloping across my father's lawn, his pale hair dancing around his exquisite face. Sometimes, I pictured him bursting through my bedroom door, whisking me away like a thief in the night.
• But the pain became unbearable, and I had to stop.