CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
“Who could have guessed they would make such a mess in such a short time?” Arian muttered as she swept a broom across the floor. She stared in disgust at the bits of crumbs that left streaks on the tiles. “Or that this would be so difficult to clean.”
I brushed the bits off my damp towel and smiled at her. “It’d be easier if the mess was cool. They turn to rocks if they sit around long enough and that makes it easier to clean up.”
Arian paused in her sweeping and sighed. “If only we could wait but the maids will be here to prepare dinner in an-my goodness!”
Her exclamation made me jump and I looked to see my friend ashen-faced and pointing at the door. I turned in that direction and my face drooped. Prince Kean’s head peeked inside and his face was a mess of
