“My apologies, my Princess. I’m sorry if I’ve opened a wound.”
She shrugged. “It’s nothing really, an annoyance. You haven’t seen me because my father purposely kept me hidden away, like a secret. Mostly to protect me, but also because I was caught once with a bodyguard. And a stable boy. It was the only way to keep me from doing whatever I wanted. Or whomever. Do you have any more questions?”
“One, why this team, this caravan? Surely there is a reason you are going to your own wedding in this way, dressed as a boy and all. It doesn’t seem…standard.”
“It’s not standard,” she said. “Back to my father protecting me. His spies received word of a group of tax abolitionists planning to—how shall I say this?—end the royal lineage.”
I stopped walking. “You mean they would kill you? Would it n
