Days passed by peacefully and Iria's family had also left for Cedore. Arin's arm was now fully healed and the King was already busy carrying out his daily responsibilities again. Even now, he was getting prepared to start another busy day.
"Who did you say is coming again?" Iria asked Arin. Sitting on a couch, she looked up at her husband who was standing a few steps away.
"I think I already tell you three times," the King jokingly said. "Since when did your brain become that bad?"
The Queen frowned. Why was he always so playful?!
"You can just tell me rather than playing around with me," she said and let out a sigh when she saw the amusing smile on Arin's face.
"The Magistrate of Zeon Province, Cillian Mareyi," Arin finally responded to her question with the same amusing smile on his face.