I collapse onto my bed with a thud. For the first time in a while, I feel in over my head. The palace life was proving harder to navigate than I expected. Not to mention, I had both the king and prince determined to make me sweat three times a day.
I miss Althea. What I need is someone to talk about everything with. Someone to process what was going on since I was struggling to stay focused.
The threat of failure looms over my head making it difficult to fall asleep. Until then, I hadn't considered what happens if I fail to discover whose behind Ambrose's attempted assassination. If they succeed with a second try, what happens to me?
Saving the king isn't just about him, it's my survival too. I had to fight for Althea. It's always been the two of us against the world. I don't want to
