Nina furrowed her brows as she watched Marcus drawing something on her shoe.
She was seated on a throne like the queen Marcus portrayed her to be. He wanted her to feel how it feels to be a queen, even if it's just for today.
"Are you done with the drawing?" She asked him, curious about what Marcus could be drawing on her shoe.
"Not yet. I will let you know when I'm done," Marcus said, his concentration fixed on the shoe as he tried not to get distracted.
"Can't wait to see what you're drawing," Nina said with a smile on her lips, leaning back to relax on the chair as Marcus instructed.
About fifteen minutes ticked by, yet Marcus was still on her leg drawing. Nina was already losing her patience. She brought down her head to look, but his head was obstructing the view.
"Let me take a glance," she said and wanted to shift his head slightly when Marcus groaned at her.
"What are you doing?" He shrugged her hand off his head, raising his gaze to look at her face.
