His Sweet Little Mate

“Are you sure you don’t want to eat anything, My Queen?” Alyssa had this concerned look in her eyes as she asked Abby, who stood up from her chair, ready to set off.

“I’m fine.” Her master rejected, her voice had this subtle tremble to it. “Did you notify the King that I’m good to go?”

“Yes, My Queen. He would be here any second now.” Reyna answered her, and saw how Abby checked herself in the mirror once again.

Just as she nodded her head in response to her answer, Abby heard guards bowing to the king, and when she turned around, she could see her mate standing on the threshold of their door.

“Ready?” Micah asked her and beckoned her closer when she nodded her yes.

“Everyone has arrived?” Abby asked the man as he led her through the long corridors of this palace, toward the great hall, where the elders were waiting for them.

“Yeah. Don’t worry, it will be over in no time,” Micah reassured her as he caressed her cheek once they arrived at the huge doors.

“I’m not worried,” Abby said, as she squeezed his hand that was holding hers, as if saying Micah’s presence was enough to calm her down.

She then took a deep breath before nodding at the king, who then signaled for the guards there to open the doors and announce their presence, before walking her to their throne at the far end of this great hall.

It had been around two weeks since the ruined ceremony, and walking along the red carpet behind Micah again brought back all the nervousness she struggled to hide that day.

This time as well, she didn’t let her eyes stray around as she looked forward until they reached the throne, where after, they turned around to face the royal council, who were now bowing to them.

“I’m taking this opportunity to reintroduce my mate and the queen of this kingdom today,” Micah started once he told them to take their seats, after he received their courtesy. “It was unfortunate that we had a traitor that targeted your queen and ruined such an important day for his selfish reasons, but now that we have sorted it out, I expect everyone to welcome Queen Abby with open hearts.”

When Micah told her that he wanted to give her a choice to hold another ceremony, Abby readily refused it. She didn’t think she would be able to handle the stress of such a degree again.

Just at the thought of all those sleepless nights were enough to make her feel disgruntled by the very idea of conducting the ceremony, not to mention the preparations she would have to take care of from scratch.

“I’m really fine with how things are now.” This was Abby’s answer to his question.

However, Micah didn’t think so, he was the reason all her hard work went up in smoke, and his mate didn’t get to enjoy the biggest day of her life yet.

But Abby just wasn’t ready to forget it, so Micah suggested if she would be okay if he reintroduced her to the royal council, because it was a custom for her to meet them properly.

After giving it a little thought, Abby finally agreed with Micah, but she had some conditions. “The gathering shouldn’t be high profile in any way, I don’t want to waste anyone's time.”

Micah understood what she meant, since they didn’t have a good opinion of her, and she wasn’t inclined to impress them, this occasion didn’t need to be grandiose and get in anyone’s way, lest he attracted more unwanted attention for herself.

So here they were, standing in front of them again fifteen days after the ceremony and just days after the execution of Leon, the former royal beta and one of the elders.

Everyone’s eyes were on Abby, as if they were waiting for her to say something, but Micah had other plans, as he swiftly pulled her toward the door. “Since there’s nothing else, we’ll take our leave.”

Again, everyone stood up to bow to the king and queen. Not one voice rose this time, not even a single whisper or complaint reverberated in this hall this time, as even Arthur kept his thoughts to himself.

“It’s really over in no time,” Abby whispered behind Micah, as she hurried after him, finally realizing the odd air in the great hall. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

She really didn’t expect for those annoying old men to keep their cool all throughout this simple ordeal, but then, no one would be able to even look at her in the wrong way after they witnessed what happened to that traitor and their fellow elder, Leon.

His involvement with the rouges really worked in her favor.

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“You guys need to go away again?” Alan, the royal beta asked Dax, his expression indiscernible as he looked at the royal gamma with pursed lips.

“It seems to be the case, the witch from the Red River pack sent word that she had important leads on Calpin’s whereabouts,” Dax said, his lips breaking into a wide grin.

They were now walking to the king’s study, to where Micah summoned Alan, so that he could let him know that he had to oversee the things in the palace and capital while he went away.

“Mirella?” Alan asked Dax, for which the man simply nodded his head.

“We just got the missive, it’s highly likely we’ll leave in the next few days,” Dax said as he knocked on the study’s door and entered when Micah allowed them to go in.

“Dax filled you in, right?” Micah looked in between them. “We will leave in three days.”

After saying that, he gave him a few instructions and dismissed them.

As soon as they were out of the study, Dax patted Alan's shoulder. “The king knows what suits you best, so don’t sulk too much.”

Dax couldn’t mask his gloating tone, when Alan looked like he wanted to complain about having to take care of all the tasks here back in the capital city.

“Okay, I’ll shut up now.” Dax zipped his lips when Alan narrowed his eyes at him.