The light of dusk was beginning to paint the sky a deep orange by the time Arabella made it back to the Palace. Walking through the city on horseback had felt very strange, especially as this was the first time she had been alone. But she had to admit – she’d quite enjoyed the slither of freedom she had tasted, imagining that she could go anywhere she wanted. She hadn’t felt that in months, not since she had married the Prince.
Giving both of the horses over to the young stable boy that she had seen earlier, and wishing him a good evening, Arabella made her way through the large Palace doors to find the entrance hall empty. That was strange, there were usually a few maids that were rushing around, going to complete some jobs they had to do. As it was, she couldn’t ask anyone if the Princ
