“Watch the road,” I chastise again. “And seriously, Seb, why do you call me Lady M?” He smirks, shoots me a side glance. “Stop changing the subject, Lady Macbeth.” My eyes widen. “Wait. You nicknamed me after a murderous villainess?!” “You were scrubbing those hands like you were trying to take your skin off, first time we met,” he replies with a laugh. “It was a natural nickname to bestow upon you.” “Well, luckily for you, I never plan to manipulate my dear husband into committing brutal atrocities against his kingdom.” “What a relief.”
