LOGINWhen we got back to the palace, I probably looked like a complete idiot with the biggest smile on my face.
Our little outing had ended with Nicolais and me growing closer. Our physical bond had also started to develop now, which only made me an even happier woman.
It made me more at ease, knowing I could feel safe with him—that even though he wanted to throw every inhibition aside, he still thought about me and what I wanted.Sicca was standing in the hall, looking strangely at us when we walked in hand in hand. I couldn’t help but giggle about it—giggle about our kiss back in the lake. Giggle about how my body had reacted to Nicolais’ touch. How he had smiled at me afterwards, almost triumphantly.
“Did y
The birds’ songs woke me, as if even they were trying to sing me a birthday song. Twenty-three years old—nothing compared to Nicolais. Maybe this year would be my year? Maybe I would be happy, content, and able to live my life the way I wanted.I sat in my bed, wondering why Lily hadn’t shown up. Normally, she would have woken me by now, my bath would be running, and I would be sipping my rose tea. With a small groan, I got up from the bed and stretched my body, now a year older.Quickly, I wrapped the white silk robe around me and went downstairs. After all the activity yesterday, it was alarmingly quiet today. Down the stairs, through the hall, and just before the dining room, I finally heard some movement. So there were still people around.The doors opened, and quickly, almost like lightning, I
The sunlight shone directly into my face as I came to myself. My head was pounding, and my brain refused to function. I lay on my back, still in my dress from yesterday, staring up at the canopy above the bed. Everything hurt.Fucking elven wine!I tried to use my body, tried to make it obey me, but it did nothing. As if all my systems were updating, as if it had completely shut down.Never touch elven wine again.Slowly, so incredibly slowly, I regained control over my body. I sat up in bed, and beside it, on the small piece of furniture, was a tray with pancakes, juice, some fruit, and, of course, the lovely tea. I placed the tray on my lap, the food smelling absolutely wonderful.Eat and feel better,
When we got back to the palace, I probably looked like a complete idiot with the biggest smile on my face.Our little outing had ended with Nicolais and me growing closer. Our physical bond had also started to develop now, which only made me an even happier woman.It made me more at ease, knowing I could feel safe with him—that even though he wanted to throw every inhibition aside, he still thought about me and what I wanted.Sicca was standing in the hall, looking strangely at us when we walked in hand in hand. I couldn’t help but giggle about it—giggle about our kiss back in the lake. Giggle about how my body had reacted to Nicolais’ touch. How he had smiled at me afterwards, almost triumphantly.“Did y
After my confession to Lily, I knew things would move quickly. I knew word spread fast around the palace, and that soon they would start smiling at me differently—more knowingly—than they had before.So I was relieved when, the next morning at breakfast, Nicolais asked if I wanted to go for a ride around the kingdom.We were down in the stables getting the horses ready. I had received a saddle and bridle for Clynthia so she could be properly prepared. I could feel she was excited to get out of the stable.Nicolais also had a small basket with food and drink strapped to Maximus.“Are you ready?” he asked. He seemed happy—different, almost.I placed my foot in t
Chapter 18“Quite the cozy position I found you in with the king,” Lily beamed at me, practically buzzing after catching us wrapped up in each other on a library chair. “Does that mean you’ve made a decision?”“Let’s… focus on trying those dresses on,” I muttered, heat crawling up my cheeks.I regretted that sentence immediately. Of course I did. It sounded flustered, ridiculous, unconvincing even to me, and I could feel my heart hammering as though it had a voice of its own, screaming, Why didn’t you just stay quiet?Up in my room, four women had taken over the place, carrying every fabric color imaginable. Silk, chiffon, satin, velvet—each swath of cloth seemed to shine and shimmer under the sunlight streaming through my window, as though they were alive. Sketches were made, more sketches were made, somehow even more sketches were made—each one showing my figure crammed into a new dress design. I could feel my pulse in my throat, my stomach twisting in a mixture of excitement and pa
We sat completely still across from each other. Not a word was spoken. In the background, you could faintly hear the birds chirping, but that was the only sound. I tried to concentrate on his book—the one he had given me the day before—but it was boring. It was about a beautiful young woman who needed a big, strong man to come and save her, so instead I looked at him.His fiery hair fell around his face as he sat reading what was probably the thickest book I had ever seen. His eyes moved across the page as they read, understood, and reformulated the words in his mind. His controlled, finely shaped eyebrows twitched now and then—sometimes drawing together, as if he disagreed with what the book described, other times lifting, as if he was surprised by it.The pale sky-blue tunic he wore was almost completely open today. It was warm, and the tuni







