“Well, you should continue to get what sleep you can to gather your strength. Tomorrow you’ll be meeting with the finest seamstress in the city.”
“I have plenty of clothes.”
He pauses and gently sets the duvet on the settee. When he speaks again, he doesn’t look at me. “She will be measuring you for your coronation gown. It is the honor of the top seamstress to clothe the queen for the event.”
“I see…” I murmur.
“Of course, she doesn’t know you intend to be gone by then.” Elmir turns and the broad back I was just admiring now has become like an icy wall that I will never be able to scale.
“Elmir, I—”
I don’t get to finish before he closes the door behind him. The sound rings in my ears louder than the silence that crashes down on me in his wake.
The seamstress sets up a makeshift sa
