“Welcome home, my dear.” She says to Naomi hugging her. Then her eyes move to her handsome son.
“Hello, my precious boy.” Vance’s eyes gleamed, hugging his beloved mother.
“Where is the father?” Noami asked almost immediately making distracting Vance's attention away from his mother.
“Oh, the king is a little under the weather this evening. He'll be fine, enough about the king. I told him I would handle your welcome back greetings. This is all about you. So let's continue the celebration and let the party begin!.”
Vance and his mother, the queen, merrily walk ahead of Naomi, throwing their hands in the air without a care, dancing to the music pouring out into the hallway. When she entered the ballroom, Naomi’s eyes bulged until they stung.
No way. No way. She s
