"Yes, your Highness," Victoria answers, looking away. I can tell she's trying to hold back her emotion on the subject. Dr. Mansfield has already taken Zack away from her, and now this.
"Why?" I ask, my mind spinning with more questions. "Who gave the resident psychiatrist permission to order me a dress?"
Victoria arches her brow, "Zack, of course," she says, the disapproval in her tone palpable.
"That isn't right," I say under my breath, "What else has Zack given her permission to do?" My mouth suddenly dry thinking of the possibilities.
"I am not sure, your Majesty," her face goes white.
Zip it, Kate, before you say too much.
"Oh, I'm sure it's fine," I shake my head and smile, trying to recover my words, "I guess I still need to learn how everything works around here," I lie.
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