Chapter Sixteen
“The experience of this sweet life.”
― Dante Alighieri
I stared at the empty space ahead, trying to put my answer together. Two days ago I had lost my head, and today I was standing around other people, acting like my addiction wasn’t real. Ricky wanted to make sure that I could cope. He pushed me to keep going, to keep solving cases, to live. He was supportive and I was lucky to have him; however, that didn’t stop me thinking about the moment when everything changed.
“Your Highness, I don’t think it’s a good idea. You’re vulnerable. It’s an open space and we both know that we shouldn’t be here without at least two more guards,” I said, wondering if this was the day when I was going to lose my well-paid job. Arthur was getting on my nerves, driving through narrow countr
