Melisa smiled politely at me through the mirror as she fixed the neckline of my dress.
“Of course, my Queen. I will match a pair that will fit well with the dress and your accessories. It will be easier now that I will be putting away the full regalia…”
“There is no need to do that. I will be using it.”
“But your hands, mam…”
“My hands are fine, I am fine.”
The last part was more to myself than to her.
I was not ready to admit how much last night's attack affected me. Sure, when Raven was next to me I was too distracted to really feel or think about how I felt fine, but right now, when he is no longer here to pull my attention away from all that... it all came rushing back.
The only space that was truly my own didn’t feel safe anymore.
At any moment, I expected that masked figur
