Then she saw what was inside. The dangling earrings were a perfect match to the necklace wrapped around her throat. The aquamarines were just as flawless and blue as her eyes. “I love them,” she whispered.
“Good, then wear them and think of me.”
She turned in his arms to face him, staring up into his eyes as she put on the earrings. “It’ll be hard to forget as you will be the one escorting me down the aisle.”
“A bit prophetic don’t you think?” Asher asked, leaning forward with that vicious grin of his she loved so much.
“Is it?” she asked playfully, raising an eyebrow in question.
Her prince didn’t bother to reply. Instead he traced the curve of her eyebrow. “I will never get used to how gorgeous you are, or the intensity of your blue hair.”
Veri bumped him with her hip. “Hm, sounds like something that might take a lifetime to achieve.”
Asher slipped his hands into his pockets as she headed toward the door. “Perhaps.” The smoldering look he gave her made it difficult to breathe.
“I’ll see you soon,” Veri said as she left. “Then tomorrow we’ll leave for war.”
They were headed for the front lines where her hunting skills would finally come in handy.
Tonight Veri would dance and drink and celebrate, but then she’d change her dress for armor and hunt those monsters down before they could reach her people. Nothing and no one would ever hurt them, or Asher. She’d make damn sure of it.