C40 CHAPTER FORTY

RICHMOND ROOM

Richmond took the brush, gently gliding it through Aurora's hair as they both admired their reflections in the mirror, both adorned in elegant attire.

"It's nice having you do this," Aurora whispered, and he responded with a warm smile.

He planted a kiss on the back of her neck, letting the brush fall from his grasp. "Am I not gentle enough for this?" he asked