His Captive Mate
Celine sips her tea carefully and Evangeline’s mouth twitches a little, almost a smile,
“In private, you may call me Eva. And until you claim your place as Luna here, I’d prefer if you just called me Luna in more formal settings.” Celine nods graciously,
“Of course. Thank you, Eva.” Celine looks at George, who has managed to calm himself a little, and is back to drinking his tea. “Is there anything I should know immediately? I feel like I’ll need a map to find my way around here, but I’m also assuming I won’t be alone most of the time, even if you have to work.” George blinks,
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