Chapter 138

• They hauled him away, presumably taking him off the grounds. I was proud of myself for holding back and not killing him and I hoped he was smart enough to keep his distance.
• “Thought you might want these, your highness,” the housekeeper woman held up my black pants, shirt, and jacket that I’d abandoned in the storage closet.
• “Thank you,” I said. “Seriously. For everything.” I pulled on my clothes, grateful for the warmth.