SEVENTEEN
For all the talk in the women's palace about how grand Lagle's wedding would be, with many changes of clothing, complicated ceremonies and public spectacles that Lagle had boasted about endlessly, Ava's wedding to Yun was surprisingly simple. No clothing changes, and the ceremony was so fast she had trouble following it. Surely all she'd done was serve a few cups of tea and sipped at her own before she was bundled out of the throne room for what she thought would be the first change of clothes. It wasn't until the last maid had left that she realised she was alone in a room with Yun and, to her gut-churning consternation, a bed.
Yun poured himself a drink of something that smelled far stronger than the traitorous tea she'd been too busy drinking to notice her own marriage cere
