&&. ARMANI // @armanicatherina
Yas liked to consider herself a peaceful person, raised by two people who preferred to fight their wars with words rather than bullets, and she was cordial enough with their enemies when she needed to be. Except — it was difficult to carry this bag to the lifts with a princess from the House of Oranje-Nassau staring at her. Yasmin arched a brow back at her.
“Something to say, Ani?” An apology, perhaps? A declaration of love? An ‘I missed you?’














