Chapter 39
Katharina fought down the growing urge to flop into her bed and nurse her wounds as she made her way through the library. She had agreed to meet Prince Arnold, after all – and she had a lot to report.
When she finally reached the niche, she found the Prince staring at the wall with a dark expression. ‘What happened to him…?’
“Good evening, Arnold,” she greeted with a polite curtsy.
He snapped out of his thoughts and forced a smile. “Good evening, Katharina. How did your talks with the princesses go?”
She sat down on the cushioned bench, hiding a wince as her leg muscles made their discomfort known. “...That is difficult to say. Both went simultaneously worse and better than expected.”
As Arnold raised a curious eyebrow, she elaborated. “Princess Charlotte suggested a meeting with you of her own accord. She… seems to have plans regarding you.”
“That is hardly a surprise,” he sighed. “But please, continue.”
“She not-so-subtly inquired about your… availability,” Katharina said as neutrally as she could.
He blinked twice. “...Oh. That is good to know.”