Their reactions instantly made sense. With every sway of Agatha’s white bridal skirts, black peeked through, and golden ceremonial bands of the gods trailed intricately up her bare arms. Her eyes landed momentarily on each one of them upon the dais, locking lastly on Grimm’s as she ascended the steps. Grimm couldn’t help it, his lips turned up in an astonished smirk. Her attention flicked to his mouth then she lifted her eyes to his once more. A sinister grin spread across her face, igniting the spark she’d set into a full inferno.
I love them both so much!!
