Challenge You

Brishor loved Meryl’s enthusiasm. A smile wormed on his lips. He sauntered to her with a heart-warming smile and said, “How does it matter? You be comfortable just the way you should be.” He tipped her chin up with his fingers and placed a chaste kiss on it. 

At first, when Meryl asked as to who all would be there, she acted on impulse. Now when Brishor said that she should feel comfortable, she suddenly felt that all eyes would be on her. She also remembered Tere. Would she be there? 

“That’s right,” Chezzal said as he walked to the bar to pour wine for himself and his mates. He gave a flute to Brishor and one to Meryl. He leaned toward her and kissed her temple. “You don’t have to worry about anyone. You will become the queen of Galdere in two days.” He tucked a strand of her hair on her cheek be