FLAVIAN WAS beginning to feel as if the entire situation was getting out of hand.
He hadn’t planned on spending even one night in Askara dressed as Lady Flavia, and there he was, weeks later, still pretending to be her. And every day, he wondered if it would be the day someone discovered who he really was.
He tried to go unnoticed, to stay out of sight, but it wasn’t always possible. Velia insisted he accompany her as a real companion would, so he had to attend court social events. And it became increasingly difficult to fade into the background while at them.
Prince Kaillen, who seemed too kind to be quite real, often tried to include him in conversations, even turning the conversation to art since he knew Flavian enjoyed it. Not to mention that Prince Kaillen had taken to showing hi
