I stand in the back gardens of the palace.
I needed to get away from Viktor. I just needed some air.
I know I heard him correctly.
“ “Your laugh is like music to my ears, Lady Madelyn,” “that is what he said to me.
Music to his ears? Just like his voice is music to mine.
Could it possibly be?
Could the story that my parents told us time and time again about their mating be true for all?
Is Prince Viktor my mate?
“Madelyn, are you feeling better?” Robbie’s question from behind startles me and makes me jump. This is ridiculous, I am never startled.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.” he apologizes, as he brings me a glass of cold water.
I take the glass in my hands and gulp it down. The coolness of the water doing nothing to ease the dryness of my throat.
“That’s oka
