Selene pov
As I followed behind the guard, I realized how caught up in the drama I was. I had forgotten what had happened between us since we last saw each other.
I wasn't ready to see him; my heart still skipped a beat as I tried not to bother myself with what had happened that day.
The day he left me with my breath trying to catch up just by his presence around and expression of vulnerability
And that too a vulnerability of natural causes.
I had asked myself why my body was so affected by him, why it felt hopeless to try to control my hormones whenever he was around me.
He was indeed outside the palace with a carriage, I could see him from where I approached. Him.
He was dressed casually, it seemed as if the seamstress was a friend or an informal figure.
I got to where he stood
