THE NEXT DAY, I can’t keep still. What happened last night keeps replaying in my mind. So I wake up—yes, I eventually fall asleep with Prime—and I plan the ideas of what I need to do today. If I was right, and that’s a big if, because I wouldn’t even be surprised if things always go wrong with my intuition, then what that uncle was doing could be dangerous to all of us.
There’s only one thing I can think about. Dear Uncle Rowan is plotting something evil to take over the throne from sweet King’s son, Prime Whitemane.
In order for him to do that, he needs to eliminate the first obvious person. The King. It makes the perfect sense because, since day one, Uncle Rowan has been a very active participant in ruining this forced marriage of Prime and me, even though it’s what both of us need t
