"Don't tell me I'm supposed to punish you as well." Cal let the satchel settle to the ground and rolled her shoulder. The prince laughed and Chiza's lips bent into what might have been a smile.

"How delightful. I will accept the same punishment you gave Chiza. It should be fun." He straightened and the blank mask fell over his face. "Lady Shillingsworth, I am Roger Hrona Xanichi, third prince of the Congu nation." He took Cal's hand and kissed it. She'd always been uncomfortable with ...