It was noon on the same weekend and the rattling of the carriage dragged by camels was giving Rosa a headache. She shifted uncomfortably on her cushioned seat. No matter how many times she rode these creatures, she would never get used to their swaying gait.
Admit it, that's not the only thing giving you a headache right now.
Kael's absence was starting to get on her nerves. As his personal knight, her presence around him was vital to maintaining her cover, yet she had no idea where he was or what he was up to. The notes he scribbled in his too-sophisticated handwriting and left by her pillow each morning were equally frustrating. Though they were always precise, tying up the loose ends in her side-revenge plans, his lack of physical presence was making her anxious.
The coachman's voice broke her reverie. "Dame Rose,"
Rosa pushed aside the transparent covers of the carriage and put her head out. "What is it?"
