“Did Hazel show you around the palace?” my mate asks me from across the small table in his office. True to his word, we eat every meal together, even the ones he doesn’t leave his office for.
“Some,” I tell him. “It is rather large. I think it will take me months not to get lost.”
He nods. “Stay off the fifth floor. That is where the King and Queen reside.”
Hazel had already warned me of that, and I’ll do anything to keep away from Queen Judith. “When did you leave that floor?” I ask, attempting to learn more about the man I’m stuck with for the rest of my life.
He furrows his brow. “I’ve never lived there,” he tells me as if I’m supposed to understand. “As I said, the King and Queen reside there. My mother was already the queen when I was born, so I’ve had the same room her
