The Heir's Secret Child: A Royal Scandal
“Her best friend disappears, and then she’s given a position women in this place would sell their teeth for? I think there’s something more to it.”
Just then, the bell rang, signaling the end of her break.
Seren stood up and tucked the book back under his arm. “I should return this before someone decides I’ve stolen a great work of philosophy.”
“Is it?” she asked, nodding toward the book.
“Mostly long words about trade routes,” he said. “But who knows? Maybe buried in here is someone else’s secret.”
She snorted. “If you find any, come tell me.”
“I’ll do my best,” he said, and they went their separate ways in opposite directions.