Chapter 80

“After the archery contest,” Kit said, leaning in, and Jate reluctantly nodded, “you didn’t seem particularly happy with the prize. Why was that?”

He twirled her around again, glad that this portion of the song would allow him the opportunity to think for a moment before answering. Her eyes were penetrating blue orbs when she turned back to face him. “Pardon me for that offense, Your Majesty,” he said with a bow of his head. “I’m afraid I’m not used to getting that sort of attention.”

“Is that so?” she asked, tipping her head back in surprise. “Someone as handsome as you, not used to kissing girls?”

Jate could feel the heat rising in his face. If only she knew the truth.... But then, he had done his best to hide it thus far and wasn’t about to divulge all of his secrets now. “Well, not in front of a legion of her suitors.”