I stood by the window, the cryptic message clutched tightly in my hand, my mind racing with possibilities. The soft click of the door opening barely registered, so lost was I in thought.
"You know, most people knock before entering the king's private chambers," I said, a hint of irritation in my voice.
"Well, I'm not most people," Jasmine's voice replied, a touch of defiance in her tone. "Besides, I thought you might appreciate a distraction from all this brooding."
I turned to face her, ready with a sharp retort, but the words died on my lips as I saw the playful glint in her eye. Despite everything, I felt a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth.
"I suppose I could use a break," I admitted, softer this time.
Jasmine's expression softened as she moved closer. "What's that?" she as
