Chapter 62: Hashomer
"My daughter, The Grand Princess of Deberia!"
The King announced among the thundering applause of the others and Felixa turned to see Maximus seated on the balcony of that big hall. With a prideful grin, he stood there with one of his hands holding the hilt of his sword and the other hand was relaxed. Julius was standing behind him with his hand on his sword in a protective stance.
The moment she looked at Maximus, his eyes met with hers, and they turned somber. She dismissed everything else as her eyes focused on him.
With a small furrow line between his eyes that would be barely noticeable to others, he pressed his lips. The corner of his lips trembled and she observed the rims of his eyes reddening as he looked around.
He looked like he achieved a milestone in his life. If she could exaggerate, she would say that he is relieved that he finally did the one thing he wanted to do all his life. And in his eyes, she saw determination.
She had no idea if that was what he was doing but she had a feeling that is his thought.
She is not a good judge of men’s thoughts as she’s known and she didn’t want to jump to conclusions.
[But what is he looking at?]
Felixa looked around to see bowed heads everywhere. Her eyes widened as she didn’t think that everyone would bow to her as a part of the ceremony. She didn’t remember ever doing anything that deserves their respect. Her eyes ended back at Maximus and his relaxed hand reached his heart.
With a knowing smile, he nodded. Felixa’s eyebrows twitched as his nod went too long as she saw the top of his head for long.