MILA When I arrived in the royal kitchens, I was surprised to see my ingredients all laid out for me already–I simply needed to assemble the pies and zest the prickly pears. I decided the best thing I could do was focus on my work, and not try to freak out about why Felix could possibly be summoni
MILA The castle doctor bandaged up my hand just fine. The ointment he applied was soothing, and I felt better already. Even though there was still a stinging sensation, the doctor assured me I would be cleared to cook the next day. There was a knock on the infirmary door, and Felix and Isabella
MILA Isabella leaned against a pillar. Even her nightclothes were elegant and expensive. It was a shame her face was always so pinched and angry. “Sneaking into the Prince’s room?” she asked while raising an eyebrow. My face flushed, but I said nothing. “He’s not even in there,” Isabella conti
FELIX After the incident in the dining hall this morning, I sent Joseph to Samara’s Place to do some investigating. Was Samara aware that her latest hire was using a different name than what was on her passport? It turns out, all of my suspicions were correct. Miya was Mila, from America. The ve
MILA I barely slept that night. I tossed and turned in that little bed, hyper-aware of Fiona sleeping soundly a few feet away. I knew she didn’t buy my story about going for a walk, but I knew better than to pick a fight with her. I already had enough enemies as it was with Lady Isabella. And
“I don’t know if I can do this,” I whispered. “You can,” she promised, giving my shoulder a squeeze before sending me out. I made my way into the formal dining hall, acutely aware of all the eyes on me. “Miya!” Felix smiled warmly as I entered the room. “Miya is here to introduce the dessert,
MILA Nerves flooded my body. I had come so far, only for my cover to be blown by this supreme jerk. It felt like I was back in the restaurant all those years ago, his grip on me never loosening. “It’s Miya,” I said quickly. “I wear a mask due to a facial injury. I don’t believe we’ve met, sir. B
MILA The necklace was now out of my possession. It was all up to Felix now to find it and call off the search. I was just grateful no one had seen me–there would have been a lot of explaining to do if I was caught messing around with the Prince’s belongings. I felt as though a weight had been li