If you don’t want me to be in love with you, you’re going to have to stop looking so lovely. First thing tomorrow I’m having your maids sew some potato sacks together for you.
I wanted to be his dear, his darling.
I pranced around the room like a blind moose, but what I lacked in grace I made up for in effort.
The Swendish queen— whose name I couldn’t pronounce to save my life.
If this were a simpler matter, I'd have eliminated everyone else by now.
It’s okay, Kriss. Have some pie,” Natalie offered.