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Jinayah smiled, and it was different than the polite noble grin that she’d been wearing for the whole party. “Yes, as if the marriage was not connection enough. Fathers… aren’t they interesting folk?” She chuckled, her laugh soft and husky.

“I just remembered something.” She had read dossiers put together about the visiting princes. “You’re the youngest of three. Just like me!” There was a mischievous glint of excitement in her eyes. “Isn’t it wonderful? The oldest has the responsibilities of an heir, the second is well trained just in case the first does not work out. But us? Extra and free.”

That smile remained, but it faded somewhat. “At least we were.” The glitter in her eyes died out.

Then it became even more dark as Father called for Mirabella. She took a look around the party the best she could, but didn’t see her. That was strange, and a twist of worry hit her stomach. When Bella was not found within a few minutes, she felt anxiety creep down her spine. That just got worse when she saw guards leaving.

“If you’ll excuse me.”

She rushed to her father’s side. “Father, send me out with the guards. You know I can hunt and track with the best. This is exactly the type of thing you need me for. Please.”