Chapter 244 Good Publicity

• The next morning, Julian showed up at my door. I had only just changed out of my pajamas. Elva was still in hers.
• “I want to escort you to breakfast,” he said.
• I blinked. “Breakfast?” Usually the royal family avoided breakfasts and lunches with the candidates, unless there was an event. The meals were typically entirely informal. It gave the girls a while to let their hair down and get to know each other without having to be on to impress anyone.