Chapter 143

The commander rode, and his thoughts should have been on the conflicts he would surely face, but instead, every thought was consumed by the overwhelming sensation in his heart. He had been traveling nonstop for three days, without stopping, and had sent a messenger to inform Helena. He wanted her to know exactly where he was.

He looked up at the sky, which was beginning to darken, and his mind drifted to the memory of the young man’s body that Henry had killed. He had sent a group to bring his body back, and it haunted him. He glanced at Henry beside him, and his gaze was empty.

He took a deep breath and ordered them to stop to feed the horses.

When the males moved away, he approached Henry.

"James should have been here."

He stared at Henry when the male preferred these words.

"It was time for him to marry, but he chose to run."

Henry sighed and asked:

"Why was he in love with Helena?"

The commander stared at him and r