Chapter Forty-Five
Penelope Peters
The snow melted, and when it did, Spring came. The world turned lush and green. Bexley Adams and Prince Cadoc were still together. I’d re-established myself with the paper, turning in article after article. I stayed away from parliament. Even though I knew that they were passing more laws about refugees. I hadn’t heard anything from Rose and Apollo. Occasionally, there were rumors but I’d learned long ago that there was rarely truth in them.
One night, there was a knock on my door. It was the middle of the evening. Audrey groaned in her sleep.
“I swear, if that’s Cadoc, I don’t care if he’s the future King. I will kill him,” said Audrey.
I stirred awake reluctantly. “You don’t know that it’s Cadoc.”
“I do know that it’s Cadoc,” said A
