Salvatore POV

Back in the villa, I walked back into my bedroom with Tristan on my trail. He closed the door and paced up and down deep in thought. I walked to the balcony and took a sit. Tristan joined me after a few minutes. He was worried and I understood why.

“Your Highness, the scent is stronger now,” he huffed. I knew he meant well but I was basking in blissfulness.

“I am going to take a long bath, Tristan,” I drawled.

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