Chapter (187): Submerge
Bryant was on a roof, people of Bolingtone were pleasuring the night despite the fact that snow was enough to chill and break their bones if they were unsheltered.
The wind nailed his cloak, his hood concealed his face, a cart that had hung lanterns crossed the dark lane down there, the cast of light was a silhouette, a huge figure, sat on one knee at the edge of a roof. He was chasing the prince and his lady. Recalling what the Queen asked him, ' protect them at any cause because I can't subsidize my daughter more than this. You can't imagine what I've done for her. It came to an end.'
Bryant couldn't tell her about Ryan James, he didn't want to interfere with this issue and put Wilmore in danger. His hands were already miry, amply.
A cocked line tugged to his lips, "Lady Luna, you better watch your acts because my eyes are following you in every shadow."