As the first light of dawn streamed through the silk curtains, I squinted against the brightness, trying to collect my thoughts. My mind slowly caught up with the events of last night every heated moment I shared with Seraphine still buzzing in my veins.
However, the real shock was the reflection staring back at me in the ornate mirror across the room.
What I saw was nothing short of a disaster: my neck was adorned with an embarrassment of hickeys, dark marks that would definitely need days to fade. I
t looked like I had lost a battle with a swarm of overzealous kittens, and I couldn't help but mutter to myself, "Great, I'll be the one who shows up for my sister's coronation looking like I just survived an intense night of passion. Perfect."
