Morgane seated herself beside him as he held out her chair.
Her skin looked as smooth as satin and as creamy as the finest
milk, but no one could miss the horrible red scar that marred her
face. She turned her head and caught him staring. Her face flushed
red, causing the scar to look that much worse. Turning away from
him, she fastened her eyes on the wall in front of her.
As Bowdyn signaled for the feast to begin, lively
conversations broke out all around the table. Alan gave a grim
inward chuckle. Someone should have a good time tonight. He turned
to Princess Morgane. ʺI hope that my wedding gift pleased you."
Morgane flexed the finger on which she wore the blue ring.
"It is very nice."
A scar? Interesting. I can't wait to find out more about her past.
ReplyDeleteMethinks this guy has bad intentions.
ReplyDeleteAwkward...and I'm wondering about the scar and what happened.
ReplyDeleteHere's MY SWEET SATURDAY SAMPLE
Sounds like a great story Elaine! I can't wait to learn more! :)
ReplyDeleteSounds like a great story Elaine! I can't wait to learn more! :)
ReplyDeleteHmm... An interesting beginning... ;)
ReplyDeleteThe scar is very intriguing.
ReplyDeleteAs someone with scars myself, I always love encountering a scarred character.
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