Chapter 63

Ivy was helping Race put on his attire. Today, Race had resumed his duties at the palace. After finishing and ensuring that Race's attire was impeccable, Ivy looked at Race and gave him a faint smile.

"You look even more handsome today, Race," Ivy complimented.

"Don't try to console me, Iv. No matter how much you console me, I still can't bear to see you leave," Race said, still not in agreement with King Michel's command.

"Race, we've discussed this, haven't we? I'll be fine. Remember, I'm a seer. My visions have never been wrong," Ivy reassured.

Race didn't respond immediately and instead gazed at Ivy. He let out a deep sigh and then embraced his wife.

"I'm afraid something might happen to you, Iv."

"Race, trust me. I'll be fine for you."

Race sighed heavily and tightened his embrace around Ivy. He didn't want to part with his wife.

In the end, Ivy followed King Michel's command. She led the war alongside the soldiers, who w