Ramses pov
I don't wait for Ravine to give me an answer before I turn my back on her and swiftly close the door before she could ask any questions that was beyond her.
"Give me a moment to go change " I tell the messenger, he was a tall dark skinned man with a bald head, the exact body type for a messenger, thin and wiry, a generic look so he could blend well and fit into every location to deliver a message, going to the laundry room to pick a dry clothe, I couldn't have taken clothes from my wardrobe because of Ravine, she couldn't know what this is, I had vowed to protect her with my life.
I pick a black tank top from the dryer, it was soft to the touch, softer than I would have liked, the top smelt like lavender fabric softener, a scent I would hate to have on my clothes, Alexis must have used Ravine's fabric softener instead of my oud one.
