Page 56 of The Royal Marriage Alliance

Evander frowns. “You can’t drive?”

“Correct.”

“Aren’t you twenty two?”

I tuck a piece of hair behind my ear. “Uh, yeah.”

He blinks slowly. “So why don’t you know how to drive? Have you ever tried?”

I shake my head. “Well, back home I wasn’t allowed to leave the castle.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“I mean that before I came here, I had never left the castle. Not even once,” I admit.

His frown deepens. “You were a prisoner?”

I shrug. “Not a prisoner, but a well guarded heir.”

“But your father used to come here all the time,” Evander says.

“Yeah, but it’s different with him.”

“Different how?”

I press my lips together in a thin line, wondering how to answer his question. I haven’t told Stellan the truth about me yet, so I definitely don’t want to tell his younger brother. Instead, I just stand there, looking at him.

“I could teach you how to drive.” Evander grabs a set of keys off a hook and leads me down the aisle of cars.

“Stellan said you’re a bad driver.”

He throws his head back and laughs hard. He doesn’t object, so I wonder if heisa bad driver.

Evander opens the passenger side door of a nice car, motioning me inside.

“Is this your car?” I ask.

“Nah, it’s Stellan’s.” He smirks. “Your idea, remember?”

I have a feeling I’m going to regret that comment.

Still, I get inside. Evander looks much too happy about driving his brother’s car. But Stellan did tell me I could use any of his cars. Sure, he told me that when he thought I could drive.

“If you wreck this car—”

Evander cuts me off as he starts the engine. “You won’t have to kill me because Stellan will.”

“I wouldn’tkillyou. I might just torture you a little,” I tease.

“You’re too sweet to ever torture somebody,” Evander says.

“Me? Sweet?”

He puts the car into reverse but gives me a look before starting to back out. “Wisteria, you literally smell like cotton candy. You have eyes that change colors like a mood ring, and I have no idea what color your eyes are when you’re mad or annoyed. So, yes. You’re sweet.”

I wasn’t expecting him to be so open and honest, but his words are surprisingly sweet. How is Evander not the most popular kid at Dragon Academy?

“Why aren’t you at school?” I ask him, realizing that I’ve never seen him go to school.

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