Clara
I was busy with my duties the next day. I was determined to do a great job. I barely paid attention to my surroundings.
I didn’t realize there was someone else in the hall. I thought I was alone.
An arm snaked out and caught me around the throat. I was pulled close against a strong, male body. I gasped and scratched at the arm holding me tight.
“Hold still,” a voice growled in my ear.
I knew that voice. It belonged to Prince Marcus. What did he want from me?
I squirmed against his hold. I needed to get away, but I didn’t want to draw attention.
“We need to have a talk,” Marcus whispered.
I shook my head. I didn’t want anything to do with him.
“Don’t be so stubborn,” Marcus scolded me. “I’m going to let you go, and you’re going to come with me.”
Why would I do that? I
