Jennifer’s POV
“Thank you，” I sit up and smile at her.
“Don’t mention it，” Rachel says as she pulls a chair up to the edge of the bed， sits down， and faces me. “So， are you planning to forgive His Highness?” she asks.
“I’m not planning to，” I reply.
“Really?” Rachel stares into my eyes.
Under her probing gaze， I clear my throat and mutter， “I don’t know…”
“That’s the real answer，” Rachel chuckles.
“Don’t act like you can read minds，” I roll my eyes.
She makes a face and says， “Maybe I should sneak into the forest to learn that skill from a witch.”
I smile. “Would they be willing to teach you? As far as I know，wolves and witches aren’t exactly allies， ”
“But we’re not enemies either. Witches have always been neutral. They’re cunning， striking deals with all races from dragons to v
