Chapter Forty-Three.
A genuine smile lit up Uki’s face as she saw Eliza walking into the room.
“Wow, she is beautiful. Isn’t she beautiful Fitz?” Uki smiled. She meant the statement, one hundred percent, but also could not miss the opportunity to tease her brother slightly.
“Yes, she is,” Fitz murmured as his breath stuck in his throat. Never had he seen anything as beautiful in his life. His eyes widened as he took in the woman who plagued his every thought. She was stunning in her Fae inspired dress, the soft material flowed from the waist, the shape of the bodice extenuating her ample bosom. He was thankful that he had worn his round collar cheese cloth shirt, out of his trousers, a layer of protection to hopefully stop his sister from noticing his clear and obvious desire for hi
