Fleeting Gaze

Platinum hair swept up in a tight bun-her back was exposed for lusty eyes this evening. It was indeed a scandalous dress Mircea thought when she found five eyes following her. Not because she was their last Queen who had been overthrown-but because she was looking ravishing. However, they didn't dare approach her-Frey was standing beside her with his big hand low on her waist, telling everyone who glanced twice at her that she was taken. That she was his. 

From her peripheral Mircea saw Este approaching Athos who was talking with some commander with a knowing grin. She was wearing another scandalous gown-her sun-kissed skin glinting proudly in the soft moonlight. Mircea had no doubt Athos wouldn't realise it was his mate with unnatural red-hair and wicked blue eyes-after all her scandalous gowns represented her more than her features.