"Look at us! We are even sharing clothes now!" Savvy said, pulling on the sweatshirt he gave her. "And here I thought that I wasn't special to you!"
"Savannah…" He groaned, and she imagined that the king of the North was angry with her. He had to be since she was just a nuisance to him.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty," she giggled. "Don't be offended. I know very well that I am just one of the twenty or so contenders. Oops. Pardon me, twelve. Twelve contenders. We don't count those poor girls who came in the wrong colour dresses, right? They committed such a serious offence!"
"Are you done?" Kai growled, waiting for her impatiently.
"Oh, I am far from being done!" the princess snorted when she realised that the sweatshirt was barely covering her bottom. However, she had to admit that it was
