Three days had passed and the wedding date drew near, yet it was not the event itself that caused Renzille's anxiety to spike.
Instead, it was the age-old tradition that loomed over her like a shadow— the private meeting between the noble child's parents and the beastman, a custom deeply ingrained in their society.
What should I do? I don't want the Count to meet Kreios before the wedding. Renzille thought, her heart beating anxiously inside her chest.
Renzille found herself plagued by the possible scenarios that may go down the moment Kreios steps in front of the count, knowing that this tradition will put the beastman in danger.
I don't remember Cross being threatened by the Count because I trusted him that time.. Goodness, just what am I going to do?
Renzille's thoughts were so consumed by worry for the upcoming meeting, but for the beastman, who would be facing the judgement of her father.
