THE ROYAL GUEST SUITE was formal in design. It was lavishly decorated with dark wood and vintage furnishings, including formal living and dining rooms. Miras appeared as Kaelyn ate breakfast with her mother. He placed a large duffle bag on the table next to Kaelyn.
She ignored him and dug into her plate of fruit. Undaunted, Miras sat next to her and patted the bag as he explained, “I figured you didn’t bring your riding gear. Vern’s girlfriend works at the campus supply store, and she agreed to let me grab you a few things. Mother gave me your sizes, so you should have everything you need for your ride today.”
Kaelyn set down her fork and looked at him, asking, “Did Mother tell you I told her everything?”
“About Chord, yes.” Miras searched her eyes. “I am sorry, Kaelyn. I promise, no mo
