~VANNIE~
Vannie may have been a young one when she'd been torn out of Zhode, but she still knew how the world worked.
For example, she knew that now that she'd been coronated, it could not be a lie or a fabrication that she was indeed Sin's mate. The Alpha de Noir may be a mad man, but he'd never go through such daemonic machinations just for kicks and giggles.
For two, she knew that when the Omega maidens helped remove her wedding livery to change her into a flowy, sheer nightgown, and infused her skin with oils till she was sure they'd never come out of her pores, that they didn't expect for her to drift into blissful sleep. No, they were prepping her for Sin like they were fattening a calf for s*******r.
She sighed, suddenly tired of the whole situation. But not enough to turn her
