“A date? What do you mean? Please elaborate.”

Loral blinked at me several times. Ivan alternated looking from me to the princess as she walked to a chair and took a seat, his schoolboy playfulness set aside.

I leaned against my desk for support as she lifted her wide eyes to me. She took in a long steadying breath that expanded her chest as she thought more deeply about how to explain it.

Did she have the slightest idea how even that small movement ...