The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 645

Chapter 645: Three Hours is a Long Time

[Meredith].

The applause slowly faded as the ceremony came to an end. Then Draven’s hand found mine, his fingers wrapping around it firmly. And together, we left the Grand Hall.

The moment the doors closed behind us, the noise of the gathering softened into distant murmurs. Only then did I finally look up at him.

"You planned that," I said, narrowing my eyes slightly.

Draven glanced at me calmly. "I have no idea what you mean."

I almost laughed. "You didn’t tell me my name would be announced."

"That was the point."

"You should have warned me."

"And ruin the surprise?" he asked lightly.

I shook my head, though a smile tugged at my lips. The truth was, I had been deeply touched by what he did, so I squeezed his hand gently as we continued walking down the quiet corridor.

"Well," I said after a moment, "the banquet does not start for another three hours."

Draven hummed thoughtfully. "So?"

"So," I continued, tilting my head at him, "how does the King plan to spend his free time?"

He looked down at me with that familiar mischievous glint in his dark eyes. Then he chuckled softly, "I already have something planned."

"Oh?"

"A surprise."

My curiosity instantly sharpened. "What kind of surprise?"

"You will see."

He guided me down another corridor, past several guarded doors, until we stopped in front of one of the palace’s private rooms. Two guards standing nearby immediately bowed and stepped aside.

Draven opened the door and teased, "After you, Commander."

I gave him a playful look before stepping inside, then immediately stopped. The room was softly lit, and in the centre stood a long table filled with delicate, sweet dishes.

Small cakes. Honey pastries. Fruit tarts. Candied berries.

My eyes widened. "You prepared all this?"

Draven closed the door behind us. "It seemed appropriate for celebrating my wife’s promotion."

I turned back toward him, unable to hide my excitement.

He added lightly, "You deserve a proper celebration before the nobles try to steal you away during the banquet."

My gaze shifted back to the table once more. There was wine on it. "Well," I said, smiling, "I must admit, Your Majesty... this is a very pleasant surprise."

Draven walked toward the table and pulled out a chair. "For you."

I sat down, still admiring the spread. He then moved to the chair beside mine and sat down as well.

I lifted my glass and took a small sip of the wine. It was sweet, smooth, and warm as it slid down my throat. I placed the glass back on the table and reached for one of the small honey pastries.

"But seriously, this looks suspicious," I said.

Draven leaned back slightly in his chair, watching me with that calm, unreadable expression of his. "Suspicious?"

"Yes." I examined the pastry. "A King preparing sweets for his Queen before a banquet. I’m sure there’s a hidden motive somewhere."

Draven smirked faintly. "You discovered my evil plan to feed you sweets, so you become too distracted to rule Stormveil properly."

I laughed softly and took a bite. The pastry was warm and sweet, the honey almost melting in my mouth. My eyes widened slightly. "Alright," I admitted, "this is very good."

Draven tilted his head slightly. "Only very good?"

I picked up another small piece from the plate and held it up. "Try it yourself."

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