SIGRID

“You don’t need to put my shoes on, Silas, I can do it myself,” I snatched the boots from his hand and slipped them on alone.

Honestly, having someone constantly around helping me with everything was starting to give me a headache.

But his silent presence didn’t bother me—I allowed it. Still, something told me the storms were about to roll in.

“My lady, I’ll quickly head to my room to change. The blue suit you had tailored for me—do you think it’s appropriate?” he suddenly stood up in a