When I arrived at Eugenia’s boutique, I grabbed a few outfits, just enough to hide my real reason for being there. Eugenia looked confused as I hastily picked out clothes without even looking at them.

“Didn’t King Elijah allow you to wear colors other than black?” Eugenia asked. “Take your time, my queen.”

“Any of these will do. It doesn’t matter to me.”

“You’re in such a hurry. Where are you going this time?”

“I only have until dinner,” I replied.

Eugenia looked at the clock on the wall. I still had more than an hour since Vincent had dropped me off.

“Is there something you want to talk to...