Chapter 17

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 I had fixed with a tiny bit of concealer. Lancelin had frowned at the concealer but had otherwise said nothing. Surprisingly, Lancelin had held his hand out for me when we got off the car and he had had his arm around my waist ever since. I didn’t quite know what to make of it. I could still feel it, the sensation of his lips on mine, even though it has been over half an hour. And butterflies still ting