(Izara POV)
Everything inside the palace was chaotic. On one hand, my father suddenly announced the succession ceremony to be conducted in a week. On the other my life turned chaotically busy that the only time I am not surrounded by people is when I sleep.
With the upcoming ceremony, there was so much to do. From paperwork to decor to my fittings, invites, and meetings on how to run.
I swear I am ready to just snap my fingers and be back on my office with my mate. That s**t was easy compared to this.
Especially when he is around.
‘I miss him,’ I could hear my lycan whimpering inside me. I sighed.
Suddenly, everyone around me paused. The seamstress who was going on her final designing paled.
“Y-your highness. You do not like the gem?” she asked nervously as I looked at the mirror.
