Chapter 33.
“Where is Kristina?” Becca shouted through to the living area from her bedroom next to Fredrick's. She stepped out of the shower and got into some fresh clothes, which were not really all that fresh given she had worn almost all of them that morning. Sniffing at her armpit, she shrugged, it was better than smelling of pig s**t. Then she gathered everything else, and made her way to the laundry room, placing them in for a freshen-up wash and dry, before walking back into the living room, to see Fredrick standing, hair still damp from his own shower. Her heart did a lunge in her chest, as she took in just how crazy hot the Crown Prince was. Every day he looked healthier and stronger, his skin now had a glow to it, and he looked a good ten years younger than when she first saw hi
