I glanced around the space, noticing the massive boutique of flowers in the corner. The display was as large as a toddler, beautiful and most definitely rare. “Who sent those?” “Elias. That’s their thing. He sent something similar to Cress the first night he saw her dance and now he makes sure she has them every performance. Only his are allowed in her dressing room.” He smirked and I grinned at how protective Elias truly was.
