What the heck am I thinking?! Why did I even think of using Calais as my personal whore?! If I do that, I am worse than he is!
The carriage slows down, and before it completely stops, Calais places his hands over mine.
"This will just be for one day. Tomorrow we'll escape the palace again," he whispers in my ears.
I take a deep breath and whisk the dark thoughts away. I may be hurting now, but I can't trap him with me. I smile at him and squeeze back his hand as assurance, even if it's a lie. He brightens up, and I am even surprised when he cups my cheeks and places a quick kiss on my forehead.
I am about to say something when I hear Jonathan snorts. I turn my attention to him.
"Look outside, sis."
I did. It's still early morning. Very few people are on the grounds. The royalty is missing. Not even Cornelius is outside. But I am sure that soon he will show himself.
