*Lena*
“Lexi drank a whole bottle,” Mom said happily as she squeezed my shoulders, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror.
“No way! I didn’t think she would!” I sighed with relief as I reached for a makeup brush and blush, watching as Mom padded across the room to gaze out of the window at the front garden. “Who fed her? Xander?”
“No, not Xander. She broke his heart, I think. She’s taken a liking to Chrissy, the kitchen maid.”
I smiled at the thought of Chrissy’s cheeks pinkening with the glory of getting Alexis, who had so far refused anything but my breasts, drinking from a bottle for the first time. Chrissy had served me, Abigail, and Elaine lemonade and sandwiches on the day Viv and Heather showed up at the castle, and since then had been an incredible help with Alexis while Xander and I readied for our upcoming wedding.