Chapter 35

My breathe freezes in my lungs as the young tailor and I stare at each other, neither of us blinking.

I mean, I am not someone who can claim anything close to the dangerous curves of a temptress, but I am decidedly a girl. Like my mom, I have smaller breasts, but my waist is small and my hips are far from narrow.

The seamstress stares at me for another second before she blinks rapidly, clarity suddenly coming to her face, studying me as she puts the pieces together. “Please,” I say, lifting my hands up and shaking my head vehemently, “please, I am begging you…”

And then a grin bursts onto her mouth.

My stomach absolutely sinks to the floor in relief.

The girl’s smile widens and she nods once, glancing over at the other tailors, who have not looked our way. “I’ll fudge the measurements,” she whispers, nodding to me again, more eagerly this time. “Give you a little extra room for…..mystery. And I’ll send along some stretchy fabric for…”

She quickly gestures towards her own breasts, just subtly, and relief floods through

  1. me.

“Thank you,” I whisper as she beams and finishes up measuring my arms, around my neck, and finally my inseam. “Thank you, I owe you everything.”

“You’re welcome,” she says, looking up at me as if she genuinely means it. “I’m…I’m really excited for you, Cadet Clark. I think it’s great.”

And as we grin at each other, I quite suddenly wish we had more time-

Because she seems like the kind of girl that I could really talk to. And, all in a rush, I suddenly miss girl time with a vehemence that surprises me. I mean, I love my brother and my cousin and all my new friends here

But if I could just have ten minutes to sit and talk to a girl who is my friend and confidant, who I can laugh with and spill my heart to…

“Go ahead,” she says, nodding her head to the side and giving me a wink. “You’re all finished. Uniforms will be delivered tomorrow. Good luck!”

I grin my thanks to her again and, while I probably should be worried that she’s lying and is going to tell her superiors the moment I get out of the room, somehow as I watch her finish up her notes, I am not nervous at all.

next one to step on her pedestal as I sling on my pack and pick up my boxed temporary uniform. And as she greets him, he’s

and I can see that his charm and his dimples are already doing their

from the

thought because I mean, she

– I have other

thing I checked? I balance my box on one arm, lifting open the top and reaching my hand in, searching for the little piece of paper that I

will I be living? Will it even be close to Rafe and Jesse? What will the bathrooms be like

says, grinning at me and putting a hand on my arm as I search. “We

looking between them. “I’m rooming with you?”

suite,” Jesse says, slipping an arm around my shoulders. “We had them add a little matchbox bed in the corner for our pet shrimp. Wasn’t a problem.”

changes?” I breathe, shocked and suddenly very excited. “Did

says, “just in case we got admitted as cadets.” He shrugs like it’s no big deal, which just makes me

chide, shaking my head at him. “You used nepotism

we rarely use our royal privilege for anything.” Rafe

starts walking down the hall,

this once-

“how about the fact that we grew up in a palace, and had world–class

looks,” Jesse says, gesturing to his admittedly gorgeous face, “completely inherited.

making Rafe laugh even more at his understatement.

considers, nodding, “being a duke has gotten me a serious

Jesse, fascinated and

we’re spoiled rotten, and mommy and daddy got us the nice room. I admit it! But…you’re not going to guilt me into giving it up!” He grins at me. “It’s a really nice room.”

cares about that anymore,” I breathe, rapt, “tell me

head and striding ahead. “Drop it, Ari!” he

Jesse as we hurry

whisper, looking up at

his voice very wise voice as he slides his arm Rafe’s place around my shoulder, “when Rafe met this very nice foreign exchange student named Theresa

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