Feeling The Familiar Pull

The King of Megaris had a cold and aloof appearance, and coupled with his domineering aura naturally possessed by military men, it made most ordinary people uncomfortable, frightened even, as if they were supposed to walk on eggshells in front of him. 

For Oriana, it was worse. Not to mention the weight on her conscience, there was also something inherently scary about this red-eyed man. His unusual red eyes looked like he could see through her and she could not hide anything from him. Her mind was telling her to run away from this man as far as she could. 

Then there was also this sense of familiarity…one she could not point out... 

"Your Majesty Queen Seren, I hope your husband entertained you well?" Arlan talked to his friend's wife. "Did you have fun?"

The veiled woman nodded. "Yes, it was fun. I get to see various places in Othinia. It's a beautiful kingdom with different tastes in aesthetics."

"True," Arlan agreed.