Just One Chance
Asher returned to his world, his face etched with the weariness of his duties, though the only thing he was looking forward to was his marriage with Silvia tomorrow.
The looming war had cast a shadow over what was meant to be a joyous occasion—the union of his House with House Valentine.
Yet, the marriage with Silvia was more than a ceremonial event; it was a symbol of hope, a beacon meant to uplift the spirits of his people in these dark times.
Emerging from his coffin with the early morning light casting long shadows across the room, Asher was greeted by Merina, her presence a warm contrast to the chill of his thoughts. She bowed respectfully, her smile a gentle balm to his fatigue.
"Welcome back, Master," she said, offering him a reinvigorating drink, "Did everything go well? You look a bit tired. Maybe you should take some rest."