The Alpha Assassin
“If you have a few moments, do you mind helping me with something while I shower?”
Her smile was wide, and she promised she would be back momentarily. I slipped off the dress and took a long, warm bath to soak my deliciously sore muscles before I washed off in a cold shower.
Tia was sitting by the roaring fire, meticulously pulling a needle through my dress. She didn’t even notice me for a few moments; she was so engrossed in her work.
“Thank you, Tia,” I told her as I changed into a nightgown.
She smiled briefly and went back to her work. Something glimmered and caught my eye by the foot of the chair. In her sewing basket looked to be a headband with a large diamond hanging from it.
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