ed as she read the mes
ourt tomorrow.Dres
She felt like she had been summoned into something greater than herself, and for the fir
at clicked smartly against the tiled floor. Her hair was tied in a loose ribbon behind her neck, bouncing with each step. The guards ushered he
s," she cal
-scanning her from head to toe with a measured, unreadable expres
id simply. "It's exactly what I'm doing. We'
brow. "Are you..
his glasses. "It's the o
reached out, gently catching his
impression?" she asked, a c
of his arm. Together, they stepped into the courtyard, presenting
onto a stunning white mare, while Hans mount
chievously. "Are we
ok. "It's a tour,
ns, and rode off in a sudden blur of laugh
d following after her, a reluctant chuckle escapin
e sheer thrill of freedom coursing through her veins.
horses could be this
s on her more than the road ahead. "A
he grinned. "Bullet nee
lle
e mare halted too suddenly. The ground below dipped dangerously near the base of an or
ith alarm as he dismounted and rushed to
fully, mud staining the hem of her dress. He placed her ont
ed. "Prince Hans?"
ce soft but firm. "You'r
d but sai
s. Prince Hans carried her into his chambers himself. His parents ent
ned behind, sitting by her bedside. He reached out, brushing a damp strand of ha
rn lad," he repe
d open, her voice barely
re. Do you ne
drink, supporting her head. She w
e asked, a rare flicker
thing
up, eyes unreadable. Then, without warning, he pre
t laced with meaning.
pain. It was about something deeper-control, resistance, power, attraction
, almost mocking, "for going against my orders. Especia
sn't a pawn, that she'd entered this agreement as an equal. But then he p
pped pr
aze. Something intoxicating. And oddly
ster entered. Hans stood smoothly,
a soft smile playing on his li
r with practiced charm before walking out, hi
d let out a small lau
eated beside her. "What
ied, brushing it off. "I
his fingers pressing into her hand, on the fire in his
ng to be a simp
nica knew she'd just stepped into the middle of
, she was r