Arabella's Point of View

"Your Majesty," Edward greeted Wymond with a bow, then turned to me. "Your Highness," he bowed to me too.

I huffed mentally. He’s greeted us more than twenty times today—life of royalty.

"Your Majesty, I just checked your protection spell and it’s still intact. In fact, nobody even tried to undo the spell," he reported.

"Which means this is all on the insider," Wymond growled, though he looked kind of relieved.

"Why are you looking relieved?" I asked ...