Chapter 33

I held out my hand he was holding and I faced Ruther. I took a deep breath before I let out a long breath.

"I'm sorry, Consort. Maybe I'm just tired so, I'm a little paranoid," I explained. I leaned my cheek on his shoulder and braided our fingers. "But, seriously, I'll take care of myself. Why am I carrying my entire make-up set and heavy wardrobe if I'm not going to use it ..."

"It's alright ... Don't mention it," his voice vibrated against my cheek. "Never mind, I'll get back to you in the next few days. We'll wander around until the heels of your shoes...