Chapter 643

"Is that him?"

Gideon followed her gaze, and the faint curve at the corner of his mouth carried unmistakable amusement. "That's Draven."

Draven had already spotted them approaching. He drew himself upright at once and crossed the hall with firm, steady strides before stopping a respectful distance away and bowing deeply.

"Your Grac," he greeted solemnly.

Gideon only glanced at him coolly.

Oriana,