Clara
Nora burst into my room the morning after Prince Gideon carried me back to the royal compound.
“Are you all right?” she asked, grabbing my shoulders and looking me over. “I heard Gideon took you to the royal healer. What happened?”
“I’m okay,” I signed. “I wasn’t hurt. There was a Rogue, he attacked me, but Prince Gideon stopped him.”
“A Rogue!” Nora yelped. “You were attacked by a Rogue?”
I nodded.
“We shouldn’t talk here,” Nora said, lowering her voice. “No one can overhear if we sign, but there are ways to watch without being seen.”
I frowned, and signed, hiding my hands between our bodies. “We are being watched?”
Nora signed back, “Maybe not. But it is possible.”
I nodded my understanding.
Out loud, Nora said, “I’m so glad you’re okay. We should take breakfast in the
