I hurried down to the hut. I wasn't supposed to be meeting Genevieve here until late tonight, but I was anxious to get out of the palace. Things only seemed to get more cramped and crowded every time I had to answer another question about the wedding plans.

Thinking about the wedding made me sweaty. I knew it wasn't happening. I knew it was nothing but an expensive distraction at this point. I hated it. The constant hemorrhage of money was making my head hurt. I didn't know ...