Chapter Thirty Eight

Third-Person Pov

Kazia struggled to get rid of thoughts of Kavan as they made their way back to the palace. She kept thinking about him and couldn't help but wonder if she would ever run into him again. She was Murad's pet, and for the time being, her life was centred around him, and the truth of her situation weighed heavily on her. Even if it was for a good reason, she didn't want him to see her lack of passion or excitement.

Iris quickly nudged Kazia to bring her back to the present after noticing Iris and Elena's disinterest in her. Iris hushed, "Get yourself together."

"Remember, we're on our way to meet Murad, and he notices everything. We can't afford to raise any suspicions."

Kazia knew Iris was right. She forced herself to wear a happy expression, pushing aside her inner turmoil. "Thank you for reminding me," she said to Iris, grateful for the timely wake-up call.

Elena chimed in, "We need to come up with matching stories about where we went and how we spent our time outs