Ember Frost’s POV

“Seriously?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “I’m a princess, and he’s a military commander. Escorting me and keeping me safe is literally part of his job.”

Freya pressed her lips together. "Fine. Since you're so determined to overthink everything, I guess we'll have to reveal it."

I frowned. "Reveal what?"

She nodded with a completely straight face. “A traveling dessert wagon.”

I blinked at her. “A dessert wagon? That's your big secret? You're ...