Diana had an ugly look on her face as she sat beside Damon in the carriage on one side.
On the other side, Olivia and Shaya were chatting as if they were long lost friends. They were chatting so animatedly again. A beggar suiting a barbarian. Diana scowled looking away.
She noticed Damon was staring at them. Though his face was still stoic, his eyes looked much softer. Her heart burnt just looking at his expression.
"Damon.." she had not let go of his hand even after sitting in the carriage. She leaned on his chest and breathed his name. "When are you planning to announce our marriage?" from the corner of her eyes, she stared at Olivia.
"Soon! But his majesty had placed some conditions. I need to fulfill them first." Olivia who had not reacted earlier paused for a fraction before resuming as if nothing had happened.
