Chapter 101

“Here it is. My home,” Toreh said as she leapt from the horse, landing gracefully on her feet.

“It’s small,” Eloive said as he stood beside her.

“Oh, sorry, not all of us have three palaces at our disposal.”

“I’m sorry if I have hurt your feelings.”

“Let’s just go in.”

Toreh rapped at the door with her knuckles. Amar opened the door, scowling. “The runaway returns home.”

“Don’t be such a bitch on Christmas eve, Amar. It’s unladylike.”

“Look who’s talking. Are you coming in or not, because I have no problem with leaving you to the cold.”

“What kind of elder sister would you be if you do that, huh?”

“The mourning kind.”

Toreh’s face fell. “Amar, I am so sorry.”

“Don’t. I don’t want to hear it. So who’s your guest?”

“Guess.”

“I don’t guess, Toreh. Who is it?”

“The Crown Prince’s son, Eloive Lancaster.”

“The Crown Prince’s son? What the…,” Amar pushed Toreh out of the way before delivering a right