The Demon King’s Bride
“From today on, this will be your world.”
As they approached, the sounds of the city wrapped around her—horse hooves, voices, wooden wheels against stone, the constant murmur of lives crossing paths without ever meeting. Everything felt too fast.
“Remember,” the knight said quietly, “don’t look too curious. A lady does not show wonder in public.”
Lyria nodded at once, though it took effort not to turn her head at every sound. She straightened her back, softened her expression, and lowered her chin slightly—just as she had been taught.
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