"There you are."
The voice cut through my contemplation. The door swung open to reveal Hannah, and despite the smile on her lips, there was something distinctly dangerous in her grey eyes.
Crap.
"I had the most interesting conversation with a young man in the corridor," she continued, her tone conversational but weighted with meaning. "He was so helpful in directing me to the gardens, where I spent quite some time searching for two particular royal children who were, apparently, nowhere to be found."
William and Eleanora exchanged guilty glances, but neither seemed surprised by their discovery.
"Hannah," Eleanora began, her voice taking on a wheedling tone, "we can explain…"
"I'm sure you can, Princess," Hannah replied smoothly, though her attention had shifted to me. "But first, perhaps our new friend could introduce himself properly? I don't believe we've been formally acquainted."
