93 What If I Wasn't?

Katie felt chills go down her spine a little while after she made it back to her quarters. Someone was discussing her, she could tell. Her money was on Sigmund and the duke.

It shouldn't have surprised her that he came back to the palace early considering he was the crown prince's right hand man but she had still been caught off guard. The way he looked at her sometimes! It was like he wanted to dissect her and remove her brain.

"What's wrong?" Al asked with a frown, noticing her grimace.

"I have a bad feeling about Duke Orla…I ran into him earlier," I admitted.

The quill he was holding snapped right in half. I had avoided mentioning my little encounter for this exact reason. Al thought of him as a love rival (ha, as if I had ever been interested in that guy!) but didn't realize how dangerous he truly was.