My heart hits the floor as I watch him run away. He’s terrified of me. And rightfully so.
But will he reveal my secret?
Why do I care? I’ll have to return to the sea in a few days anyway.
But he tasted so good… so powerful.
I hear Bethea scoff behind me. She’s folding her arms angrily and shaking her head. “What has gotten into him?” She asks out loud. She narrows her eyes at me suspiciously, but doesn’t say anything.
Nobody in the room dares to answer her question. We’re all a little bewildered by the prince’s strange reaction.
“Well then,” sighs the redhead woman, “I suppose you’ll have to stay here until we get this sorted out. Begin working on the design you suggested, and use the most expensive fabrics you have access to. My guard will take you to a guest chamber where you can
