A torrent of conflicting thoughts flooded Ava's mind. She was trapped, panicked.
Compared to Ava's turmoil, the Mermaid Princess Marina was the picture of breezy confidence. At that very moment, she had one foot inside Stoneheart City. She was also one of Orion's women, but by far the freest. She hadn't even bothered to give him a heads-up; the moment she'd heard news of his grand wedding, she'd left the Godforsaken Land and returned to the Titanion Realm on her own.
Judging by the mischievous smirk and the arched eyebrow, she was here to stir shit up.
You're telling me I, a literal demigod, don't get a wedding, but some archlord Moon Elf gets a party this big? Hmph…
That fire, however, was quickly extinguished. Moments later, the mermaid princess had completely surrendered, melting onto Orion's throne in the castle. He held her warm body, savoring her softness, the silk of her skin.
