Preventing Maggie from joining me.
“Only the girl,” the guard said sternly to her. “You must wait here.”
I swung my gaze over to Maggie, who looked incredibly insulted. “What is the meaning of this?” she loudly demanded. “I am part of His Royal Highness, Prince Xaden’s staff! I am here to accompany his Luna!”
The guard did not appear swayed by her impassioned rant. “Yes, however, as a member of Prince Xaden’s private staff, you are no longer permitted to enter the palace grounds without the proper current identification.”
“Proper identification?” she gaped. “I used to work here. Can’t you search your records?”
“I’m sorry, ma’am. Orders are orders.”
Maggie glanced hopelessly between the unwavering guards and myself, clearly wanting to follow me but, at the same time, she could not di
