7
I straightened the skirt of my faded and worn servant's dress, hoping Raynor wouldn't mind seeing me in it. With the Prince leaving within the next hour, the Duchess had removed our access to the fine dresses and put all of us back to work.
Except me. Though I had no doubt I'd be sent there any moment. But first, the Prince had asked to see me. Alone.
I swallowed down my nerves and pushed open the door to the room he was using. I hoped he realised the Duchess would have someone listening in the whole time. Or that she expected me to fill her in on everything he said to me.
"You came," Raynor said, true relief filling his voice.
Despite my apprehension, a smile spread over my lips. "Of course, I can't very well ignore a Prince, can I?"
He chuckled. "I'd expect you to ignore anyone y
