~~Raya’s PoV~~
Tristan doesn’t try to pretend he doesn’t know what Yvette talked to me about, which is a good sign, at least. I can tell in the way the muscles in his cheeks tighten that he’s not happy that we spoke, but he offers to clear things up, and I appreciate that.
I just hope that what he has to say is equally as reassuring.
He offers me his arm, a gesture that seems to be second nature to him, and takes me over to the far end of the garden, close to where Bertie is. The prince’s face lights up when he sees me, which makes me smile. It is hard to be in a bad mood around Bertie, I am quickly learning.
“Raya! Have you come to train with me?” He lifts the sword he’s holding, which looks so unwieldy in this hands that I'm afraid it might knock him over.
“Not right now, Bertie
