Mia
The warmth of the late afternoon sun slanted through the tall arched windows, spilling golden light across the chamber where Daisy and I sat. The Fiato kingdom always seemed alive with movement: warriors training in the yards, attendants bustling in the corridors, advisors moving like shadows with papers and scrolls. But in this room, at least for now, it was just the two of us.
Daisy sat curled on the broad window seat, her dress pooling around her like flowing water. She had that dreamy faraway look in her eyes, the one that always gave her away before she even opened her mouth. It made me smile; I didn’t need anyone to tell me where her thoughts had wandered.
“To Enrique?” I teased, breaking the silence.
Her cheeks turned pink immediately.
“I wasn’t thinking of him.”
“Oh, of
