The Almighty General

Altar and swords

Lexi's POV

I watched it all happen. I was wearing my ivory dress, to honour my brother's wedding to Diane, my hair was tucked in a neat bun and I was wearing a crown made of flowers and Vine.

I watched my brother walk up the stairs dragging Diane with him.

“He treats her like she's his puppy." A woman said to another woman beside me.

" Maybe he does not know how to be soft, maybe he treats all the women in his life like that." The other woman replied.

" If he has other woman in his life." The first woman said.

“What do you mean?." The first woman asked her.

" Look at the scar on his face... " the first woman said.

“What about it?." The woman asked

“Don't tell me you don't find it revolting?." The first woman questioned.

" I don't. I find it quite sexy if you ask me, commander Jax is a devilishly handsome man." The second woman said.

" He is, I must say but I like men that are nonviolent." The woman said raising a fan to her face.

I could recognize her as the wife of Tenor