Vivianne dismissed everyone from her office with a single sweep of her hand, telling everyone to get out. Once the room was empty, she guided Roxanne to the sofa and immediately settled herself on her wife's lap, curling into her as if she belonged there.
Roxanne loved when Vivianne did this; she loved the quiet clinginess and the way Vivianne fit against her perfectly, as if built to calm her. Vivianne always seemed to know exactly how to ease her worries, even without a word being spoken.
"Now tell me," she murmured, arms slipping around Roxanne's shoulders as Roxanne instinctively tightened her hold on her waist, pulling her closer.
Roxanne exhaled, gathering her thoughts before speaking. She explained the sighting at Viscount Borough's territory, the two massive fleets approaching their shores, expected to dock within two or three days. Ships from Aerthysia, another continent entirely.
