CHAPTER 18: Father's Secret

Shia felt speechless. ‘It’s him!’ she thought excitedly.

As far as Shia could remember, he – this tall, red-headed, muscular man – was the actual stuff that made up her father’s stories and legends! All of her father’s tales were just about how good and great this commander was and how he had rescued him and formed a friendship with him when he was just a small lad in Tightwater. Now, Shia cannot believe that she is face to face with the great commander of the Red-Headed Knuckles himself. Shia could not stop grinning from ear to ear from her excitement.

The great commander took Shia’s right hand and acted as if he was about to give it a kiss. Before this could be done, however, Shia felt an arm come around her back while another hand snatched her hand from the commander’s grip almost immediately.  

 “She is not the one I told you about, Sir Rus. She is my wife,” the prince exclaimed in an icy, formal tone.

Almost simultaneously, Shia an