After tossing about throughout the night, Asher decided to send a letter to Sapphira, informing her he would arrive the next day and he swiftly ordered for all the merchants with excellent jewelleries to line up in his castle.
Nimrim was a remote area in his county and even if people began to talk about his strange order or even link it to a woman, he would definitely get to Sapphira before word got to her.
Sitting on his throne, leaning against one hand, he exhaled.
"It's almost noon, Kelvin." Worn out from the continuous disappointments shown by the merchants, Asher sighed.
Kelvin kept his chin up. "Giving up means you don't want to impress her and trust me my lord, it isn't hard for a woman like that to attract even the second highness and that is even if you married her."
Asher glanced at Kelvin. "Is that so?"
He scoffed right after.
Kelvin smiled as the next merchant, a familiar man walked into the hall.
It was Jon.
"My Lord."
