"The Princess has not left since."
No. She would not dare escape again. Or would she?
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After almost dying from the thick tension tightening around my throat, my day resumed like normal. Margarette arrived and tutted at my manly appearance, wearing a baggy long-sleeve shirt, breeches and knee-length boots, hair tied back in a high ponytail again. I shrugged it off like usual, and she turned her attention to Theo, giving him tasks to do.
Tasks she should be doing. "Theo needs to rest more-"
"More?!" Margarette interrupted, astounded while looking between us.
"He has been punished," I add quickly, annoyed that I have to explain myself. Again, my only peace was slowly diminishing in this palace.
