Nicholas held me all through the night, until the storm finally ended and the sun began to once again creep in from between the tree limbs and leaves.
I was feeling better now, though still dingy and gross, especially when Nicholas helped me back into my swimsuit. Though he’d left it by the fire to dry, it was still damp and gross. But, as it was the only clothing I owned at the moment, I had to make do.
Nicholas gave me his rain jacket to help cover me, but even then, I still felt dirty and exposed.
Off in the distance, I could hear people calling out, “Prince Nicholas!”
They were searching for him then. Not for me. That shouldn’t have hurt. Nicholas, as a prince, was certainly more important than me. Still, it would have been nice to be considered.
“Ready?” Nicholas asked me. He g
