The chamber felt bare and lonely as I sat staring at the fire in the hearth. Kesar had gone to fetch me some hot tea. Then there was a soft knock on the door before it opened. I lifted my eyes from the hearth. Amarisa was standing inside the hall, and she was alone. The princess looked at me with tearful eyes. Though I was pleased to see her, my heart sank as I stared back at that brilliant face.

"Why are you here, Your Highness?" I asked. "I'm not your dazzling prince you must marry."

Her eyes widened in shock. Hurt was written all over her face. I realized...