“You cannot go.” Nehemia’s voice was tinted with annoyance, and Celaena gave her friend an apologetic look.
“There are certain things that—” Celaena began, but the princess shook her head.
“We all have our secrets—though I’m curious why you’re so closely watched by that captain and locked in your rooms at night. If I were a fool, I’d say they’re afraid of you.”
The assassin smiled. “Men will always be silly about such things.” She thought about what the princess had said, and worry slipped into her stomach. “So are you actually on good terms with the Queen of Rieo? You didn’t really . . . make an effort to start off that way.”
The princess nodded, lifting her chin. “You know that the situation between our countries isn’t pleasant right now. While I might have been a little distant with
