As if waking up from a nightmare, I hear murmurs around us. Being kissed by the Prince in the middle of the dance floor is certain to draw all the hate towards me! I swallow in consternation as I glare at him. This fucking prince is leaving me with no choice! And then, I remember Calais! I am about to whirl around to find his reaction when the Prince cups my face again.
"They're no longer here."
A sense of apprehension overwhelms me. The King's plan has already started! Worse, my magic is fading. The spell that assaults me targets not only my physical strength but also my magic!
"Where are they?" I ask.
"I can't tell you."
I hit his chest. "Tell me!" But I feel so physically weak that for others, it may seem like I am flirting with him.
His smile widens, and the orchestra remembers to play another song. As if a trigger, the other nobles also take the center of the dance floor.
"Fine, I will tell you, on one condition."
