The next few seconds were hazy for Tessa as she tried to make sense of her surroundings and what was happening to her. She wasn't sure about the latter. Well, perhaps, she didn't know much about the former either. No matter how much she shrieked, the person holding onto her wouldn't let a sound through. In that moment of fear and terror, Tessa could only think of Prince James. She was in danger right now and she wondered if he would save her. She wondered if he cared enough to run after her to convince her to stay and then apologized for calling her a servant.
She knew that that wouldn't happen. She knew that the Prince held feelings for her but his duties and his responsibilities came first, and then his pride and family and then at the bottom, it was her. Further, if he had followed he
