“I don’t want to be that person, but I feel like you need to come back to the palace.”
I felt the breeze pass us by, felt the way that it grabbed a hold of the wisps of hair that had managed to escape the tight hairdo that I had been forced to wear this morning.
“Why?”
I could tell by the tone of his voice that he felt slightly disgusted by the suggestion that I had just made, and I had done my very best not to feel offended by it. He could feel just however he wanted to. That didn’t matter, as long as he agreed.
“You can’t deny that it would be so much easier for us to do damage control if you had actually returned to live in the palace with the rest of us. Its a lot less complicated than coming down here several times a day to find you.”
“Over my dead body.
