TENNA.
"You've been holed up in here all morning." Lyssa appeared in my doorway. "We're going to the pool."
"I don't know if I have time—"
"Wasn't asking." She grabbed my hand and pulled. "Come on."
Twenty minutes later I was standing at the edge of the palace's indoor pool wearing a swimsuit Lyssa had shoved at me. The water looked perfect and the room smelled like chlorine and jasmine.
"Get in," Lyssa called from where she was already floating.
I sat on the edge and dipped my toes in. "It's cold."
"It's not cold, you're just being dramatic." She swam over and splashed me. "Get in the damn pool."
I slid in and the water was actually warm. My muscles relaxed immediately.
"See? Not cold."
"Okay, fine. You were right."
She laughed. "Say that again. I want to remember this moment."
