“Mademoiselle, nous atterrirons à Paris dans environ 30 minutes.” I heard over the PA system on the private jet. I opened the shade, and there she was, the most beautiful city in all the world. Paris. The sun was just rising behind us.
Forgiveness doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten. I will never trust you or look upon you with the favor I show your brother, Dinlas.
Because there’s only one place in the OA with so many peacocks, and it’s a place all gods know never to trespass without an express invitation.
I suppose you already know about the “royal decree” from my husband. I’m sure you’ve
