I feel a little giddy. Happy even. It has nothing to do with the engagement, and everything to do with meeting back with the King later to read another page from mother's journal that has nothing to do with me finding s*x toys.
We have finally found level ground and it feels like we're bonding. I feel good about it. He stayed in my room all day, settling in my bed as he read page after page to me. He asked me why I couldn't get along with Nymeria, and I told him everything. His expression seemed to change, but it was so brief, I thought I'd imagined it.
I fell asleep at some point, and woke up tucked in, a pillow underneath my head and an odd warmth on my forehead.
I'm on top of the world, walking on the freaking moon and not even Nymeria or her mother's blatant look of hate could bring
