Chapter 43

Kit knew that she was dreaming because the horse she was riding was flying. Through skies the color of the purple tulips Jecob had brought her, she glided, alongside a man with a perfectly sculpted chest whose face she could never quite see. He was just about to turn to face her, to plant a kiss on her lips, when her arm was tugged in the opposite direction, and she realized someone was calling her name.

“Princess Katrinetta! Wake up!” Avinia was saying, pulling harder each time she said her name. “Your mother is requesting your presence!”