*Ainslee*
The bedroom door is unlocked. Zoey didn’t leave it that way when she cleared my dinner tray and said goodnight about an hour ago, but as soon as I was certain she’d disappeared from the hallway, I went over and unlocked it. I know that Prince Rafe has a key, but I want him to feel invited in.
He already knows that I wouldn’t deny him entry, and I mean that in every way possible.
Standing in front of the window in a slinky satin nightgown I found in one of the drawers and put on after Zoey departed, I stare out at the moonlight, watching the beams color the garden in an ethereal blue. It looks heavenly, like something out of a painting. I’ve never had a view like this before. Back home, everything is gray, and moonlight only makes it grayer. Here, everything is full of color an
