“No,” he had replied. “Because I’ve forgotten what it’s like to have warm eyes.”
Now he met her eyes with his before she lowered her eyes again.
“What is she doing here?” Vetta asked the king. She did her best to keep the anger off her face, but it was difficult. Danika had ruined a wonderful day for her again. Why did she have to be here!?
The king didn’t say a word, instead he jerked at the reins of his horse, which caused the horse to move down the path. She glared hard at his back.
“Let’s go,” King Moreh stated.
All of them started moving. Danika walked to the empty horse in the corner and climbed on it. For the first time, she was thankful that she and Sally had learned how to ride all those days they used to sneak out of her room. Riding was much better than walking on foot, wh
