Sanaya’s P.O.V

Acelin took one look at me and his lips turned up into a ridiculously large gleeful smile. If I hadn’t been so flustered, I would’ve thrown a champagne flute at his head, but sadly, Lancelin had his arm around my waist and Acelin was safe and sound with his obvious joy…for now.

Even Martin had given me a smirk when he had seen me get into the car after Lance. It had caused me to check my appearance several times in my compact mirror, but everything had seemed fine…except for the blush on my cheeks that refused to disappear and the tiny but noticeable mark on my neck…which...