"Will you relax already?" I hissed at Enzo as we marched down the hallway. "You've already met her. Sort of. There's no need to be so nervous."
Enzo huffed as he dragged his feet. He looked around uncomfortably and pulled at his collar yet again. He's clearly out of his element here, but my Gods, he needs to calm down.
"I would hardly call that meeting her," he grumbled. "I was holding her naked daughter in my arms and arguing with two of her warriors. If anything, it makes this even more nerve-wracking."
We stopped in front of the door to my mother's favorite room, where she was waiting for us. I turned to Enzo and helped straighten his shirt. He rolled his shoulders and flexed his fingers. My eyes watched every flicker of his muscles. I was nearly drooling already.
"Should we run and
