He frowned deeply, watching the scene unfold for a moment before barking out, "Get a boat over here and pull them out!"
I was so caught up in my frustration that I barely noticed the torches on the shore.
A group of soldiers, led by my husband Damien—the general of Arcanthia—stood ready.
Seeing him there, I was momentarily stunned, tears springing to my eyes. I paddled furiously toward him. "Damien!"
One of Damien's men looked at me, confused. "Mr. Hale, what's happening here?"
Damien himself was taken aback, his mouth twitching in disbelief.
I was on the verge of tears, struggling to maneuver the boat back to shore.
Finally, Damien sent a rescue boat for me.
Ignoring everyone's astonished stares, I threw myself into his arms.
After all, everyone knew I had feelings for Tristan.
"Damien, it's so wonderful to see you! I've missed you so much!"
Then, in front of everyone, I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him.
Gasps were heard as onlookers quickly turned away, some peeking through their fingers.
But I didn't care about any of that. I just wanted him to know how I felt.
Damien was momentarily stunned but then deepened the kiss. After a few seconds, he pulled away, his jaw set tightly.