The next morning, Blair dressed in the blue gown that was sent to her by the queen. The quality of the material was no less than the one given to her yesterday. It was a turtle neck long-sleeve gown. Though it covered every single part of her body, her curves were still visible.
Which was something Zephyr didn't like when he saw her emerge from the entrance of his mother's tent.
It wasn't that he didn't like the cloth. It fit her perfectly and it was beautiful on her. He couldn't deny how obsessed he was with seeing her in dresses like this. It was so beautiful he could never take his eyes off her. But other men were gawking at her which was something he despised.
Seeing her this beautiful morning, he was forced to recall how his mother handled last night's case. By begging him to let go of Helen and saying that he was the one at fault. In no case was he supposed to look for a lady at night, which wasn't his. He even made a reckless move by laying on her.
