"Take a seat, Lady Micah."
The king's voice made Micah tear her gaze away from the Deadly gorgeous man sitting across from the table and will her legs to move forward to have a seat herself.
However, her eyes keep falling back on him. The beast lurking beneath his golden skin can bite anyone's throat out, yet he looks so holy. He wore a white silk shirt that clutched his body flawlessly, the body she had above her last night.
Micah erases away the images of him from last night that pop up into her head and bow at everyone before sitting on the softest chair I probably will ever sit in.
Is she really sitting with a royal family to have breakfast? Erline would faint or maybe even lose her life from a heart attack if she found out. She feel like someone had just swiped away some lines of her fate and redrew them.
