Certainly, Charlotte had no idea what she was talking about. I have no such feelings for Prince Archie. Yes, he has been nice to be with, but we cannot be together. He has a betrothed, and I was sure in no time they would get married, mates or not.
Not like I was rejecting the offer, it would be enjoyable to be the Prince's escort. Even if he was not promised to anyone, I still do not think I would go with the offer.
Charlotte left the room after that. Thankfully. She did not ask me to say anything or give her a reply to what she said. I stared at myself in the mirror. She did a good job with my hair. Some strands were left to fall on both sides of my face over my forehead.
I applied some lip gloss and headed out of the room, my flat red shoes on my feet. As suspected, breakfast was wel
