Third Person POV
Knock knock
"Sweetheart let's go.... we have a long way ahead of us. We need to be on our way now." Blake called to Selene as he opened the door to his bedroom, looking as dashing as ever. Wearing his black tailored tuxedo, with a white buttoned-up, and a blue tie loosely left done on his neck.
Selene sat at her vanity, combing her hair with her fingers as she tried to finish up her lipstick in a plum red matte finish. She wore a simple black A-line dress, with a round neckline, and a mid-knee slit on the back. She smiled at him, getting up and grabbing her black pumps off the ground.
"Sorry, just about finish." She called out to him, with a bright smile. Ever since the day of their conversation about the treaty, she had felt a tremendous weight lifted from her shoulders.