“I find it unfair that you keep seeing me in all manner of dress, yet I’ve yet to even see your face,” she joked. “I tell you what, Vera, show me yourself in a manner of undress, and I’ll show you my face.”
They instantly stopped their quiet conversation and stood when they saw her. It took her a little by surprise. The two most important men on the entire continent just showed her respect.
“You smell like sweat and desperation.” He feigned outrage; a hand clutched at his heart. “You wound me. Must you lie? We both know, if anything, I smell like sex and temptation.”