Ashar didn’t know how to feel. While the clansmen and women were having a good time celebrating his wedding with the woman of the enemy clan, he continued to gaze at his bride, who was seated beside him.

The elders from his clan agreed to the marriage, hoping for peace and union between the two clans.

Soon after, he went inside the tent, where he saw you sitting on the edge of the bed. The sight made him chuckle.

He looked at the veil that was covering your face. “Hey,” he smiled.