"Zander," I whisper as he appears before me. I cover my breasts with my arms. "Get out of my wash room."
"I heard there was an incident tonight," he says, smiling and walking towards me. "Prince Mykel met an untimely death for you."
"Wrong," I snap. "He met an untimely death because of you!"
"I had nothing to do with it," he says.
"Then why did he shout 'All hail King Zander,'?" I ask.
"You clearly heard wrong," he says, sitting in the chair beside my tub. He sticks his hand into the warm water and starts to swirl it around. "I can see why that guard boy wants you so much, sharing a room with you and knowing you have a body like this."
"Get out," I snarl.
"I told you I wanted to talk to you," he says. "Besides," he reached out and grabs my hair, rippi
