We rode in silence as I kept my head rested on the window pane looking out at the passing landscape.
The space between the prince and I was suffocating and I wished to open the window but didn't have the courage to act like this was my right to do so. The prince already got me out of Sablestone and away from the queen, something I was already thankful for.
But, that didn't mean I was comfortable with him in the slightest. No, the exact contrary. More than ever I was terrified of what he might say to me regarding the drugged tea or even worse, my identity. He seemed to be avoiding the two topics and I didn't want to make any sudden movement that could spark the conversation.
With only the chauffeur in the front who seemed to be used to driving in silence, it made me reluctant to do any
