Elena's POV
"So, we'll sleep at home tonight?" Minnie asked, her voice bubbling with excitement.
I pressed my back against the bench, watching burly guards stride toward me. I already understood their purpose, and my appreciation for Dorian grew stronger.
"Hello, Miss Vane," one guard said respectfully. "We'll be stationed here throughout the night, protecting you and your child."
I gave a nod. Dorian had honored his promise, and that made me feel better than I'd care to confess.
"Did you hear that? We're heading home, baby!" Minnie burst out, beaming, which made me laugh as well.
"Thank you," I told the guard, still grinning.
"Yes, ma'am," he acknowledged, then faced his team. "You position yourself here. You take that spot," he directed.
I observed them arranging themselves strategically; guards positioned outside Oliver's door, others stationed at opposite ends of the hallway, and the last one circling the area.
