Page 118 of The Stolen Princess
How did Trev know Drake loved Myka?
“She escaped,” Drake said. His throat felt dry and sticky. “She was in the transporter.”
Trev looked at the doctor standing behind him. Drake was surprised he hadn’t noticed the man yet. He had a fluffy brown beard and hair like a bear.
“Doctor, is this part of the brain trauma?” Trev asked the man.
The doctor shook his head. “We’ll know more when we run some tests.”
Drake tried to sit up, but a swirl of dizziness spun inside his head, sending him back down against his pillow. “Is what part of the brain trauma?”
Trev flicked his eyes back to him. “Princess Myka wasn’t in the transporter you chased.”
“She wasn’t?”
“No.” Trev shook his head. “She was back at Tolsten House working with Rommel and Arco to destroy the weapons.”
“Saving everyone,” Renna added.
Now Drake’s head really hurt. “Myka saved everyone?”
Renna smiled. “She’s basically a hero.”
“Some might even say a legend.” Trev shrugged.
“Yeah,” Renna agreed. “Her name will be honored throughout all seven kingdoms for years to come.”
“Okay, I get it,” Drake said, rubbing his eyes. “Myka saved the day while I crashed my PT and ended up in a coma.”
“It turns out the most effective operative was the one from Tolsten.” Trev looked at Renna. “I don’t know why we even bothered sending the rest of you. Princess Myka singlehandedly completed the mission.”
Drake moved his fingers to the side of his temples. “You guys are giving me a headache.”
“No, I believe the headache is from your accident.” Trev grinned back at him.
Drake dropped his hand so that Trev could see the exact outline of his glare, but a look like that only made Trev grin wider. He sighed. “If Myka wasn’t in the transporter, then who was I chasing?”
“The report from Tolsten House was that Commander Stoddard, the Tolsten House doctor, a nurse, and an unidentified female were in the transporter,” Trev said.
“An unidentified female?” Renna asked. “What does that mean?”
Trev shrugged. “I don’t know. Just that they didn’t know who she was.”
“What happened to Myka?” Drake asked. He didn’t care about the random woman.
Renna gave him a knowing smile. “She’s still in Tolsten, thinking about you.”
What was Renna’s smile all about?
Drake shook his head. “No, the princess hates me.”
“I don’t think she hates you,” Renna said as her eyes darted to Trev. “I think she’s pretending to hate you in some sort of weird lover’s saga.”
Trev’s eyes went wide. “Oooh, yeah. I definitely got that vibe from her letter.”
Drake had never felt more confused in his entire life. “What letter?”
Trev reached behind him, pulling out an envelope with the Tolsten seal on it. “The letter that arrived two days ago from Tolsten House.” He looked down at the paper. “It was addressed to you, but naturally, I read it.”
