Knox’s POV
I’d taken a walk to get out of my room, but now all I wanted to do was get back there and get some rest. For too many nights now, sleep had been evading me.
The crisp air in Winter Harvest was refreshing, I’d give them that. A few deep breaths of the cool breeze had me in the mood to relax, though I doubted rest would come easy.
I couldn’t get Aira’s pleading eyes out of my mind.
Heading back toward my room, I turned the corner only to be face to face with Queen Bianca. At least it was better than facing Aira, I reasoned.
I was wrong.
“Oh, Knox, I’m so glad to have found you,” she said. “Do you have a minute?”
She didn’t wait for an answer.
“I really need your opinion,” she said.
“About what?” I asked.
I wished I hadn’t because she quickly pulled out swatches of fabric
