"What was Prince Harold talking about a smell?" Alicia asked Harvey curiously after Harold had left. The two young men had said a lot of things that didn't make sense, and it just left her even more confused.
"I can't answer that question. Only your husband can explain it to you," Harvey said politely, and Alicia's brows furrowed as she tried to think about what it could mean.
She doubted Harold was going to answer that question. Something told her this was one of those secrets that she would only know about after she gave herself to him.
Harvey left like he had said all he had to and stood up to leave. He bowed and was just about to take the first step when she stood up immediately and asked, "Why did you say this was the last place I would want to be in tonight? Or rather... the last place Amber would want to be tonight? Is something happening tonight?" Alicia asked, but Harvey shook his head and looked at her with something akin to pity.
