“Eat your sandwiches,” Nate ordered softly from my side.

I glanced at him and then down at the plate. I was hungry. Nate held the plate out toward me. Reaching for one half of the sandwich, I took a bite and slowly chewed it as stared up at Lucas and Mason who were busy arguing.

Mason had mentioned a word I didn’t understand.

There was a lot of talk between the maids. None of them understood why King Lucas had bought me from the auction. They didn’t need to buy ...