Cynthia Dion:

"Here!" I opened my eyes as Jack arrived, bringing a glass of juice for me. I wanted to hold the glass myself, but Jack insisted on helping me, so I allowed it. Of course, I enjoyed seeing Atticus in discomfort. He had done a lot for me, so that was the only thing I could give him in return.

"Thank you so much, Jack, but I'll look after her here," Atticus spoke up, his heart darkening with jealousy.

"Your Highness, it's okay. I don't want people to ...