Chapter 12

• Ruggerio
• We settle back into our lounge, and I pull her close as soon as she let go of my hand to sit down next to me. I can’t remember ever being this touchy. Also, I love how close she gets to me. Smelling her perfume has my brain skipping his services, having me behave like a little boy. I could have her cling on to me all evening and would do anything to have her remove her mask.
• “So where does a royal princess usually go clubbing in this plebeian city?”