Maia
Despite not having to see Penelope for a while, I still felt embarrassed about how I conducted myself during our evening. The awkward dinner aside, flirting with her was a real faux-pas on my part. I should’ve kept a clear head but the Underworld wine really took me off guard.
“How angry would Penelope be if I didn’t show up to the meeting?” I asked Stephan as I exited the palace.
“I’m not sure but I would advise against it,” he said politely.
I feared as much.
The sound of impatient hooves announced the arrival of my carriage. Foaming at the mouth, the four black horses bristled as the driver kept them in check. He hopped down to open the door for me, bowing so deep his nose touched his knees.
I smiled at him. “Thank you. Any chance we might ride at a… more leisurely speed?” I
