#Chapter 139 Remembering

Elroy POV “All right,” I said. “The first time I noticed Emma, she was at the ceremony with Claudia.” “So, she was in her fur?” “Yes. She’s a silver wolf, like you.” Olivia nodded. “And is that what you first thought when you saw her?” I thought about it, noticing again a sort of resistance in my mind when I tried to remember specific details. “I thought she was lovely, and then I thought you needed to introduce her around the Palace.” Olivia nodded more slowly. “Lovely.” I waited and then raised my eyebrows. “That’s what I thought too when I first met her,” she said. “That she was lovely. Not pretty, not beautiful. Lovely.” “It’s a common term,” I said, only realizing I sounded defensive when I heard my own words. Olivia noticed. I held up an apologetic hand. “You crashed our little coffee gathering,” she said neutrally. “I was surprised to see you.” “I had to come.” “Why?” “No, I mean, I felt compelled to come.” I strained to think back. “I was in my offic