The Sound Of The Wind

The Sound of the Wind

Year of the Roses

Floral Season

The Highlands



IT'S BEEN A WEEK since my marriage to the woman of my dreams. To the woman who's thoughts move the Earth. A whole week was kept aside for the wedding feast before I was permitted to take my bride away on the honeymoon.

Now, I sit under our favourite tree weaving a flower crown for my bride. The cold pendant, a gift from Isla which also happens to be the heirloom of her family is pressed to my chest underneath my shirt on a gold chain.

Osar flashes me a wide grin. "I have finished, Kyan. Let's see how Lyza will like it."

It wasn't

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