Xerxes, your mate and the man who has lived nearly every day of his long life hoping to meet you. You are mine, mi Reina, my Queen. Stay safe. I am coming for you. I snorted. And I should do what? Hide? Maybe paint my nails while waiting to be saved? No can do, buddy. I don’t have time to play the damsel in distress. How about you stay safe, and I’ll come for you?
