C18 Asher Vane, Prince of Pride, an Epilogue

Lovely. The ship is taking us to the island in good time, but I spend most of the journey lounging on a pillow that is far too comfortable and snacking on grapes that are far too sour. The door creeks, and the most beautiful of men enters my quarters. His skin is gold like honey and covers thick chords of muscle underneath. His head, completely devoid of hair and covered in serpentine tattoos