Irina sat in the cafe with a smile on her face as she sipped the hot cocoa in her hand.
Opposite her sat Michael who had arrived in Russia just a day ago and on his face was a small frown.
It had been a couple of days since the meeting with the Belozerskys and they had gone oddly quiet.
Last she heard of them was that they were busy cleaning up messes, just for new ones to pop up and drown them.
Now, Michael was here because he had somehow heard about the wedding arrangement and he had apparently planned to take her with him if she showed any sign of not wanting said arrangement.
Only to realize that everything had been handled, hence the reason for the frown on her face and Irina's chuckle.
"So you planned to be my knight in shining armor," She said with a chuckle, "how sweet."
"Shut it," Michael said which just caused her to laugh more, especially seeing the rare bit of embarrassment on his face.
