CHAPTER 44
Damien’s POV
Her gaze followed me as I headed to the bathroom. Over twenty minutes later, we were both showered and dressed. I was fully dressed while Rose struggled with her gown. She grunted as she tried to do the zip. Her struggle made me chuckle before I could stop myself.
“Relax. Let me help you with it,” I said, strolling over to her. Her hands fell to her sides, and for a fleeting moment, the trust in that simple gesture disarmed me completely. I pulled the stubborn zip up, my knuckles brushing against the warm skin of her back.
Then she turned to me with a brief smile.
“Thank you. Where are we going?”
“You'll see,” I said simply.
She arched an eyebrow, and I teased her with a smile. I took her to a place named Palais de Nourriture. The streets were bustling with a
