CHAPTER SEVENOver the next three months, Lumina was repeatedly thrust into the company of the Avadierish. Each time, her father ordered her to wear specific dresses that accented her powerful position as daughter of the king, and each time, the grand prince challenged her to play his game of swapping backhanded compliments. She couldn’t fathom why he was being so rude—but she played her own game of only discussing the topics that bored him senseless.
It ended up being a battle of wills—who could outlast the other? The prince smirked at her whenever she excused herself from one of their exchanges, and she tried very hard not to look just as smug when he excused himself first.
Eventually, she got fed up with her father’s lie about the ‘trade deal’ and confronted him about it in his study o
