TWENTY-THREE

“Do I really have to wear these?” I wriggled my aching feet on our way to the mall. So far, Scarlett was proving to be a darling. We have only spent ten minutes in each other’s company since breakfast and I can totally understand why Vadirr was smitten by her. She is a real one.

After breakfast, Draven had some important meetings to attend and he told Smythe to take I and Scarlett to the mall for shopping. He made it clear the choice of clothes he wanted on me. No short or tight dresses, nothing revealing, with emphasis on ‘outfits befitting my new status'

I was however glad when Scarlett volunteered to go with me. He’d not agreed to it on the spot, but eventually just nodded his head and handed Smythe his credit card.

Now alone with Scarlett, I decided that I liked her within the first minute of our being together. She had a great sense of humor and her laughter reached her eyes, but she was pretty chatty and overly inquisitive. Since I got here, she’s the only one who didn’t lo