His Order

 

Jessamyn couldn't shake the exhilarating sensation of being revered as they made their way back from the hidden valley. The respect she felt from those people—giants, warriors, and half-giants alike—was unlike anything she had experienced before.

It wasn't the superficial courtesies of court or the obligatory bows from servants; it was a deep, genuine reverence. And Jerrick had given her that, showing her a side of himself and his world she never knew existed.

She felt the warmth of his presence, a silent assurance that she was cherished and powerful in her own right, not just as his wife, but as a woman who now commanded respect in a place where strength reigned supreme.

"William said the seer is lingering and waiting for you in the forest," Jerrick's voice broke through her thoughts.