"I should go in first," Islinda told Valerie as she untangled herself from his arms. She knew the effort was pointless, given that Queen Maeve's people might have already caught them kissing, but she was not about to take any chances.
Valerie instead suggested, "We could go in together," and she gave him a murderous look that made him laugh.
"Alright, my love, whatever you say," Valerie said, his nose skimming across her neck, sending shivers down her spine.
Despite her emotions, Islinda was wary of their relationship, her gaze darting around like a thief who did not want to be caught stealing.
She had merely kissed him in that fleeting moment of vulnerability between them. Now Valerie thought their relationship was serious and it was all her fault. She should have defined their relationship and told him that this was not happening.
