Mist swirled like a veil over the mossy rocks where Jane sat, knees hugged to her chest. Prin

asked, her voice cool b

urled in a faint smirk. "Not exactly.

idelong glance. "

he's sharp-and far more reasonable than

iling her fingers along his jaw. "You said you ha

her hips. "Why don't y

ed his ear. "C

as anticipation stir

open th

r fuchsia bra, her hair tumbling down in waves. Hans groaned under his brea

loudly on the rock nearby. H

ghtly breathless. "It

ly, and frowned at the unknown numbe

el

ugh. "Your Grace... it's Danica.

glanced at Jane, who had frozen

crisp, "There's an urgent mee

"Alright. I

ll, already but

it?" Jane asked, putti

n't worry. You'l

eyes na

the room. Tension hung in the air. The prince had vanished for h

ne still warm in her hand. The p

pped into the privy council

ll this?"

uffocating. No one dared to spe

tting through the hush, "it was rather unkind

posture even bolder. He remembered

y for that," he offered,

nsense. You can't apologize to me here. If

t, eyes narrowed with intrigue. The Queen blinked once. The C

one int

g as she muttered under her breath, "Tak

tated-then offe

soon as the door shut behind them in his

's name was tha

rms. "A rescue.

me up here

hem too. You had your fun today.

t up. "My fun? T

nd

er than any insult. Han

tand. What do y

o your lover. I sat in the court

t?" he asked,

step by slow step. He backed up ref

u doing? I hav

ed. "I can't believe I

on't you dare-what the hel

ing up a sketchpad from the s

this angle-the lighting's perfect. I could sketch the enti

r in disbelief. "

d I bother coming in here

used, half furious.

paper. "I'm your fake f

why it has to

s 'we're close.' The d

ne dropping. "Don't make de

d flatly. "You're going t

r. The prince snapped into character, throwing an

ng alright,

. My fiancée and I were just deba

. "Indeed. I think I'll have a milkshake...

r blinked

" Hans said quick

opped his arm and rounded on her.

eady sketching. "That means

sting in his chest. He hated the chaos she brought-but there was s

out a sleeping arra

not staying here. I j

almost disap

ooking up. "What? You

is eyes and

rself, pencil danci

e lines between reality and perfor