Artemisia

My cheeks are already hurting because I can't stop smiling as Fynn is waiting for me at the end of the staircase.

I pray to the Goddess that I don’t stumble as I walk down to reach him.

After an awfully hectic day, during which I was dolled up by a crowd of overly joyful Omegas, everybody had already gone to the ball, and as even Ramona had left me alone, I'm quite happy that I have Fynn at my side to walk in with after the Alpha.

He has his hand on his heart as he beams up at ...