April 16
“This is a bad idea,” Emmett growled, grabbing Andrewe’s ankle from where Emmett stood on the ground, looking up at Andrewe as he sat atop of Lady Amethyst. “We should at least bring a man-at-arms.”
Andrewe smiled, and the smug look made Emmett grit his teeth and clench his fists. “Emmett, gorgeous…if we bring a guard that would most certainly ruin the plans that I have with you. Now mount your horse before we are seen again.”
Emmett sighed. “Your Highness, I don’t mean to question you—”
“Then don’t,” Andrewe said coldly. “Besides, I do this all the time. There’s a spot in the forest just past the waterfall. No one will see us and more importantly,” Andrewe paused to grin. “No one will find us.” His expression fell back to serious. “Now mount your horse.”
Andrewe’s hair was p
