Chapter 283
- Emilia’s POV
- “Well,” I said, exhaling slowly, “at least now the marriage can finally go through without worrying about all this hatred between you and Alaric.” I looked at Alonso, expecting—no, hoping—for some sign that he agreed. That this war, this endless, exhausting war, has really ended.
- But he just sat there, stiff as a statue, arms crossed over his chest, his expression unreadable.