SEAN
I've never seen Caroline so distressed, I thought as we walked hand in hand into the immense dining hall where her parents were waiting for us.
Her hand was sweaty, and I could smell her fear, her anxiety. I gently stroked the back of her hand with my thumb - I noticed that it helped to calm her down a bit.
She shot me a quick, grateful look.
Malcolm sat at the head of the table, holding the hand of the stiff woman sitting next to him. As I got closer, I noticed she was a Fae, and that hadn't it been for her dull, void, green eyes, she'd have been identical to Caroline.
Her mother, Queen Georgiana.
"She's here, dear," Malcolm muttered to his wife, stroking her hand just as I'd done with Care mere moments before. It was disconcerting to see that scene, to see Malcolm show… tend
