MILA Felix looked from the book in my hands to my pale, shocked face. I felt like a child who had been caught with their hand in the cookie jar. “What are you doing?” Felix asked. His voice was strained in a way I didn’t recognize. “I was just looking at your books,” I said, trying to keep my
“Horses? Really?” I teased. She shot me a look of faux outrage. “Don’t make fun! Horses are way cooler than dragons. You can actually ride them, for starters,” she said. I did not tell her that you could, in fact, ride dragons. I chose to keep going. “There is something I need to talk to you a
MILA The words came out of my mouth before I could even realize what I was saying. Felix tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and pulled me tighter against him. I had never said those words out loud before–I love you–not even to Derek, but it felt true and honest and right. And I did love Felix
MILA The next day, I was perched on one of the kitchen countertops in the restaurant while the electrician came in and installed the rest of my appliances. There was only so much one could do in terms of restaurant prep without a working refrigerator. I decided to look up this city we were trave
MILA We left bright and early the next morning, before even the sun had risen. Felix had one of the royal drivers take us, and Mrs. Raven sent us off with freshly-baked muffins and coffees. The drive to the coast was long and winding, about five hours by car. We had to go through one of the majo
MILA My heart sank into my stomach as I continued reading. While most of the articles about our romance were fairly flattering, one tabloid in particular seemed to have it out for me. “Prince Felix dines with common foreigner with a shady past,” I read out loud. “Many in the media have made the
MILA All thoughts and concerns about being a foreigner to the Fresonian people flew out of my head the second Felix proposed. I couldn’t stop staring at the ring on my finger. It was a massive diamond–a family heirloom, apparently–and caught the light whenever I moved my hand. I moved through the
FELIX Next to me, Mila froze. Her eyes were fixated across the street, seemingly on a redheaded man who was sulking in the shade of one of the buildings. I could sense her feelings of dismay and outrage swirling in my own gut. Something in my chest tightened. Who was he? “Do you know that man?