~Storme~
True to his words, when I came out to the courtyard that afternoon, Theo was already waiting. The goofy look on his face faded, however, when he saw the imprint on my cheek.
“What happened?” he asked, his hands suspended on the edge of the car door that he had already opened.
Caking my face up with layers of foundation could have made me avoid this question, but I hadn’t looked at myself in the mirror before leaving. Doing that made me feel as if I wanted to look good for Theo, so I decided not to see what I looked like. I also picked out the clumsiest dress that I could find in my wardrobe. Couldn’t have him thinking that I dressed up to get his attention.
“Did someone hit you?” a hand came up to my face and angled my jaw. “The king…did he do this?”
His eyes flashed with a d
