"You are strange."

Once Alvin had left, and all the carriages had disappeared from view, Harold turned to leave and almost bumped into Prince Ivan, who was approaching him.

 "It seems like you're not getting along with your bride. Need some advice?" Prince Ivan asked, making Harold raise a brow.

"If you keep asking me about her, I'm going to start to think that you are interested in my bride. You shouldn't covet your brother's wife," Harold advised with a look of disapproval as he sidestepped Ivan and walked away. 

Prince Ivan simply stared at his retreating figure, a smile playing on his lips. If he had known how much satisfaction he would get from his brother's marriage to a strange human bride, he would have been the first to suggest it. 

"Hey! Wait! Groom!" 

Harold halted when he heard Alicia calling out to him, and he turned to see her running in his direction. Why did she always have to be so loud? And what did she want this time?