Roy glanced at the fluttering veil in his hands. The lady Lord had acted fast, and this was all he could get hold of.
His gaze raised, meeting his escaped prey. This time he saw her full, stunning facial features.
Eyes clear silver, hair jade black tied into a ponytail, lips tender and thin, lashes fluttering delicately.
A beauty that could make men go mad. It was no wonder she made sure to put on a veil.
Her beauty was delicate and especially provoking, especially now. Her slender hands clenched tight, she bit her lower lip delicately as her eyes betrayed emotions of pain, expectation… and fear.
Roy stood paralyzed. Not from her beauty — he already had some resistance to that after dealing with people like Vera, Ashley, and Layla.
But this… his stillness was the result of multiple storming emotions: confusion, shock, anger… and guilt.
Emotion provoked the past, emotions storming with it…
