She sighed.“I really did fall.”
“But that’s not the whole truth.”
“I was shoved,” she admitted.“I fell on my hands and knees, but the material of my clothes cushioned them.I didn’t have that with my palms.”
“Who shoved you?”She didn’t say a name, but she didn’t have to.“Elgene.”
Again, she didn’t confirm.
“I’ll have a talk with Lord Latterly—”
“No,” she said quickly.“She did it to get a rise out of you.Don’t play her game.”
“She hurt you.”
“And she could hurt you worse.You can’t harm thralls, even if that thrall is a horrible bitch.You’d get into so much trouble and she’s not worth it.”
“You’re protecting me again,” he murmured.
“Always,” she vowed.
Chapter Seventeen
“Do I look okay?”shefretted, staring at herself in the mirror.
“You’re beautiful.”
“Is this dress okay to meet the king and queen?”
While the thrall ceremony had been underway, Gabi had packed up their room and moved it all to Gareth’s parliament apartment.It was a spacious place that had an attached bedroom for Gabi, who had picked out a red dress for the dinner with King Zadicus and Queen Marceline, and Adalyn fretted over the color.
Gareth placed his hands on her shoulders.“You look gorgeous and, yes, this dress is perfect.”
“Okay,” she nodded.“Then I’m guess I’m ready.”
“Before we leave, I have a gift for you.”
