~SINCLAIR~
"The Queen is going to join you for dinner."
When he'd sent the invitation to Vannie, he wasn't expecting her to take it just like she hadn't taken all the previous ones. But as usual, she was proving herself unpredictable, and f*ck if that didn't make his heart race in his chest.
Nervous anticipation and agitation filled him as the doors to the dining hall came open, and there she was. She was like a breath of fresh air after months of being stuck in an underground sewage. He didn't know how not to look at her, or how to conduct himself without due preparation.
She was wearing a virginal white gown that set off the warm caramel of her skin and the dark blue of her eyes. Her scent, a vanilla bush after the rain, hit him clear from across the room. She took her seat across from him, looking all business. Looking fearless as always. Looking disgracefully beautiful.
At least, she was now getting comfortable in the knowledge that he'd never hurt her again.