Chapter Eleven

Prince Aldric watched Thalia's dumbfounded face with a raised eyebrow. She seemed flustered, but for some reason, he could tell she wasn't putting on an act. He made his decision there and then.

He'll keep her in the palace instead of in prison as his right-hand man would prefer. She would be under surveillance by guards just in case his intuition was wrong and she was a threat or danger to him.

That would mean Darian was right.

He didn't want Darian to be right though.

The mysterious woman was drawing him in and

If that was her plan, then she was damn successful with it.

"You can go," he said amused by her bewildered face.

"Just like that?" She asked, standing up slowly. "I'm free to leave?" At her full height, the dress was more visible and so were her delicious curves.

"I meant back to your room… in the palace," he explained, dragging his eyes away from her body and back to her face. "Darian will investigate further before we decide to let you roam free. You'll be under surve