Evangeline’s POV
I pulled the hood of my cape over my head and looked at the ground as I approached the servants’ entrance.
“Can I help you?” A guard asked as I reached the door. I stepped aside, letting a few people pass. I am going to have to speak to him. The fewer people that see me, the better. “I said, can I help you?” he repeated himself in an angrier tone. He reached out to grab me. If he touches me, he will pay with his life. Edgar will make sure about that. But I can have a man punished for doing his job. So I lifted my head and pulled my cape back to reveal my face.
“Your majesty. I’m so sorry.” He spluttered as he fell to his knees. I quickly pulled the hood back up and told him to get to his feet. “I was just out gathering a few items. There was no need for an escort,” I
