I give a slow, deliberate nod of my head. “I am--”
“I am well aware. Well, I’m Criselda.” she abruptly cut me off.
Her expressions are so strikingly reminiscent of Selene, it’s as if the goddess herself has come to life before our very eyes. It left me with the impression that she’s quite the unpleasant individual.
A wide grin spreads across my face, stretching from ear to ear. “Oh . . . That's absolutely splendid!” My breath caught in my throat as Magnus’ hand gently grazed my thighs, causing my eyes to snap open in surprise.
Right now, he stands before the parents of his future Queen, seemingly oblivious to the weight of the moment. The air is thick with tension as his jealous Queen watches on, her eyes burning with a mix of anger and insecurity.
“Well, I yearn to be by my daughter
