CHAPTER 19
“Bubbles!” I cursed, opening my eyes and finding Anna’s face so close to mine that I thought one of the ghosts had come to pay me a visit.
She poked my forehead, straightened up, her hand on her hip, and said, “Finally! Get up, miss witchy, and explain to me why everyone thinks you’re the king’s new mistress.”
“What?” I sat up so fast, I felt dizzy for a second, but I didn’t care. Anna needed to explain what she had just said. Mistress, mistress!
“The guards saw you coming out of his room, wearing nothing but a cloak,” she said, sitting down beside me.
“I wasn’t wearing nothing!” I said defensively.
“So, you were in his chambers?” Anna gasped.
I groaned and buried my face in my bed covers. I cursed and mumbled.
Stay hidden, that was the plan, in the name of the most anci
