When I returned to my room, I changed into my pajamas and slid into bed. Elva was already fast asleep. Yet no matter how long I laid there, or which way I tossed and turned, I could not find sleep. My mind was still with Nicholas in that hallway. I could only imagine the terrible things the King w

“It should be me,” Nicholas said, just as I told him once more, “I should be the one to do it.” We glared at each other. “Jane and I have the history,” I said, impassioned. “She is my sister. It is my not just my right to be the one to bring her down, but it is my obligation.” “That obligation

“It’s just strange,” Julian said, as he escorted me from our room for one of our dates. “I guess since pretty much the time the King saw you and Nicholas, he’s been locked up with his advisors. I’ve seen him many once in passing, but he didn’t stop to talk to me.” To me, that didn’t seem all that

For his date with Olivia, Nicholas had arranged a special two-person table in one of the sitting rooms, where they would share their lunch together. With Julian’s insistence we eat with them, that two person table was turned into a four person table by adding two chairs and two more table settings

Maybe it was instinct, my body’s natural reaction when being kissed by the man I so deeply cared for. Or maybe it was habit, borne from so many shared kisses in our younger days, or since being reunited. Whatever the reason, when Nicholas kissed me, my entire body seemed to come alive. As if the