ZEVRAN ILVANE POV

The door opened, Vesper standing like a fairytale come to life in the doorway, her eyes so wide in shock as they collided with mine, I could make out the swirls in her mercury gray iris.

So, so ethereal. Too bad all I felt right now was rage.

Rage that she'd been about to marry another man who wasn't me. Rage that it had taken me this long to find her.

It was partly Silvane's fault, and partly my fault for not thinking that he could stab me in the back... He'd spoken to ...