The moment Queen Beatrice pulled her hood down, Evie could not take her eyes off her face. Long, silky dark hair cascaded down her shoulders and down her back like an ebony waterfall, and those pair of moon-like orbs framed by thick, dark and curly lashes. As Evie looked at her eyes, she realized that the queen's eyes were as breathtaking as Gav's. She was so beautiful and she possessed that kind of gracefulness she had always found mesmerizing.
"Gideon!" she exclaimed when her eyes turned and settled on the sight of her eldest son. She did not smile but Evie could see the gladness and relief in her eyes and the sudden lighter aura that swept around them as she approached him. Even her very reactions were so elegant and so lovely to look at.
