Chapter 22
Her Royal Maliciousness wasn’t the first one I ran into however. Instead, Zip Boots leaned against the wall outside the banquet hall, straightening and pressing into my personal space as I tried to pass. His gaze roved over me then he snorted. “Your previous apparel was superior.”
“My previous apparel didn’t exist.”
“Precisely. All except this....”
His finger skimmed over the air above my shock collar. I shivered. If he touched it....
“Not a very becoming choker,” he observed.
“On earth it is,” I lied. Then, before he could venture further down that path, I went on the offensive. “Are you going to get out of the way and let me enter?”
Because Court’s official master of ceremonies wasn’t in charge of opening a door that was already open this time. Instead, he appeared to b
