Dinner is served

About an hour, I hear a knock on the door. One of my maids proceeds to open the door. It's Iston, he is here to escort me to dinner. As if on queue the handmaiden who opened the door excuses herself as well as the others who I am not so familiar with. Apparently Elva is still upset with me because I have not seen her anywhere, Anna is in recovery and Morwen...well where is Morwen?

''All done?'' He asks walking over to my vanity where I am seated.

''Yes.'' I reply as he bends over to give me a light kiss on my forehead. Forehead kisses they say is one of the ways males sap all the common sense from their females.

''Beautiful,'' He whispers, his hot breath fanning lightly on me, my skin tingles. I lean into it slightly, eyes closed and losing myself for a brief second before finding my way again. My eyelids flutter open and I see him staring at me through the mirror.