Chapter 386

• Have I met Amber? Have I met Amber?
• “I don’t know. Does she have a scar from me cutting her face up with a broken bottle?” I snap. Then, I remember Nathan’s scar, which is still pink and fresh and bumpy as it heals. I know he’s self-conscious about it. I really hope my remark stings him to the core, but I hate that I feel that way.
• “Your Majesty,” Amber says, keeping her eyes downcast as she hurries to collect a blouse from within the bedding.