Lucille

After we returned to the hotel, I gave Roman time with his thoughts. I couldn’t imagine what tonight had been like for him. To know his sisters were present and they believed he was dead. The death of the warlord. The fitting tribute. Even the star on the Walk of Fame.

It was a lot to take in.

I waited until Lady Buckingham and Lord Martin retired to their own rooms before I made my way to Roman’s bedroom. Turning the ...