Raven watched from a distance.
She didn't move toward them. Didn't speak. Just stood with her arms at her sides and watched Victoria take Enzo's hand, the two of them standing together on the wall like it was the most natural thing in the world.
She sighed.
It was obvious that she liked him. Most people around them had seen it at some point or another, whether they said anything or not. The way she tracked him in a room. The way her attention moved before she told it to.
But Enzo was always oblivious.
To hold another woman's hand in front of her was, to put it simply, distasteful.
She said nothing.
Didn't make a face. Didn't shift her weight or look away with any drama. She simply stood there and made a quiet decision somewhere inside herself, the kind that doesn't need to be spoken out loud to be real.
She would be with Enzo before Lady Victoria.
That was all.
The thought settled and she let it sit.
Then a presence arrived beside her.
