With Nicholas’s arms wrapped safely around me, I debated with myself whether to ask the questions I wanted or to go back to what I was sure would be the world’s most comfortable sleep.
In the end, my desire for answers outweighed my sleepiness.
Nicholas could tell without me even saying anything. “I can hear you thinking.”
I nearly rolled my eyes, but the effect would be lost as it was, with my back to Nicholas’s front. He wouldn’t be able to see my face.
Instead, I stuck to my questions.
“What happened with the King and Queen?” I asked. “Why did it take so long?”
Nicholas sighed, his breath warm on my ear. “My parents just wanted to lecture me for a while.”
That was a non-answer if I ever heard one.
“Nicholas,” I said, pressing.
He sighed again, louder. “Okay, okay. I didn’t wan
