Chapter 23
SolenneBoxon
Vervain Hall
Married.
Solenne couldn’t stop smiling or holding Alek’s hand. Not that she wanted to. She wanted to remain in this moment, blissful with the demands of the world at bay.
Well, not at this exact moment. She would very much like to skip ahead to the evening portion when she’d be alone with her husband.
Her husband. The thought made her heart sing, and the golden thread connecting her to Alek sang back.
“How long must we perform for the masses?” he asked, gripping her hand. Despite his grumble, she felt his genuine emotion of elation through their bond. It was a heady thing, being an anchor.
“It’s a reception. At least until we finish the meal. I’m sure everyone will expect us to leave early,” she said. “We’ll muddle through, Mr. Hardwick.”
“Don’
