"But why didn't the prince tell me about this himself?" Vienna asked him.
Alex started laughing. "Because he knew you would get that look on your face."
"What look?" But Vienna could feel her brow puckering. "Oh, never mind. Let us get this over with."
A guard opened the door, and she was momentarily blinded by the sun. After a moment, she basked in its warmth. "Ah, that's better. The castle is pretty cold."
Alex rolled his eyes. "It is a tomb, and you know it. The queen keeps it that way for a reason. She does not want the human slaves to get too comfortable. It is much better out here."
"Where do you live?" Vienna asked Alex, as she followed him down the path through one of the gardens.
Alex jerked his thumb toward the castle. "I live in the prince's wing. I am considered as one of
