Trace choked on the tea he was drinking and coughed. Groping for a napkin, he tried to minimize his strong reaction to the princess's words, for more than one reason. He didn't want the princess to think he was mocking her, for one, but he also didn't want to tip off Anaisa just yet that he knew about her dreams.
"You don't know what I dreamed," Anaisa shook her head at the princess, and Trace almost thought the words were in answer to his own thoughts.
"Well?" Sapphira sat up straighter, "Did you dream of a wonderful man? Maybe we're both going to get happy endings!"
"I'm not the focus of the conversation right now," Anaisa dodged the question. "We're talking about how you shouldn't blindly believe you're going to fall in love just because of a dream. Dreams can be deceptive."
"Are your dreams deceptive?" Sapphira shot back.
