Lucille
“Your Highness," I said, standing with a curtsy in our shared parlor as Roman entered from his suite. Resuming my seat, I gestured across the table. “Your breakfast arrived."
This was our fourth morning to meet over breakfast after spending a part of the night together. While the first night he summoned me did not result in a s****l encounter, our desire for one another grew with each passing day. The night after I secretly went to him, Roman came to me. With most of the castle quiet, he snuck into my suite. I'd first heard the click of the outer doors before the door to my bedchamber opened.
“I tried to stay away."
The memory of his confession brought a smile to my face.
Last night, I'd been the one to cross the parlor. He hadn't summoned me, but that didn't stop me. Once
