When I wake up, Sia is nowhere to be found and that’s weird because I am certain we went to bed together. In his stead lay clean underwear and a nice frilly dress. There’s no way I am wearing that. I’m not some f*****g princess. Huffing, I snatch the note taped to the dress. Written on it are instructions in Sia’s handwriting.
Crinka,
I want you to read this using my voice.
I stopped reading. Okay that’s easy. I continue reading.
Done that? Good. Now I’m sure you’ve seen the clothes I laid out for you. You are to wear them and come join us for breakfast. I know I haven’t given you a tour of the palace, so I am sending Ruarc to get you.
I frown at that. Doesn’t he know how much I despise Ruarc or has Sia forgotten what his elder brother did to me? Sighing, I undress and take a shower.
