They all thought she and Nikolai would be so easily controlled. They were in for a rude awakening once they were actually wed.
“Thank you, General,” she smiled up at him, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his cheek. He could have refused, after all. “And thank you, Moy sovereigne.” Finally she looked to Nikolai, stepping forward. “And thank you…for asking me.” She supposed the deal should be sealed with a kiss but she wasn’t entirely certain she wanted Vasily’s commentary on that.