Capítulo 207: A wedding

Dante was in his room pacing around nervously, why had he done that? Why had he kissed Feyre, she was his boss, she was his freaking queen. He should have just said no. She might have been mad but it would be better than the awkwardness now.

Now, she was with Romano, he ignored the stab of envy he felt when he thought about her and Romano. He had no right to feel envy, he was just her bodyguard, nothing more.

He heard a knock on the door, he opened the door and it was Feyre.

"Your Highness, how may I help you?" he asked.

"Can I come in?" She asked. He couldn't read anything from her expression. Was she here to fire him?

"yes, come in," he said.

He stepped away from the door so she could come inside. She turned to look at the bodyguard, "you may go" she ordered him. He bowed and left.

She turned to face him and then she locked the door, they were alone in the room.

"Why?" She asked him.

"Why what?"