ROMAN'S POV

I set my phone down on the table, letting out a small breath as I leaned back against the chair, waiting for the maids to bring my breakfast for the morning. It was quiet in the dining room, the kind of quiet that fills the house early when everyone is already busy with preparations but hasn’t started moving around too loudly yet. The sun was barely up, soft light slipping through the curtains and settling on the floor. It had been three days since Elizabeth tried that little ...