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away from princess Anula.
    "I have to go," I shouted, and ran as fast as a startled antelope. It didn't matter where, as long as it wasn't here.
    From far behind, I heard Anula cry out for me, but the dam had burst open and the tears were flowing. I couldn't have answered her even if I wanted to.

CHAPTER 5
     
    Being wrapped up in dirty sheets the rest of the day was the best way I could think of to hide myself.
    The folks down in laundry were happy for the help. Geez, I thought I had it bad, but at least I wasn’t trapped in a cave of a basement every day with 100+ temperatures and 100% humidity. Imagine the worst parts of Florida and Alaska put together. Yikes!
    When my shift finally ended at eight, my behind-the-scenes clothes, a cream-colored, sleeveless shirt and a pair of cream pants made from the same scratchy medieval fabric as my daily uniform stuck to me in places I didn’t know I had places. My hair was plastered to my head like I'd been caught in a rainstorm hunting ducks underwater. My only intentions were to slink back to my room and dunk my head under an extra cold shower. I was oblivious to the half-naked man who followed me out of the main building.
    "Emery, wait," he whisper shouted into the night.
    The Prince. I walked faster.
    He ran to catch up with me, easily keeping pace with his long muscular legs. "Darn it Emery," he huffed. "I know you talked to Anula. You know we can be together."
    I shook my head. No. No. No. Wait, why am I trying to convince myself. It's prince horny toad over here that doesn't seem to understand who I am. I stopped walking. When he realized he'd gone a step or two beyond me, he turned and came to stand in front of me.
    My strategy started with keeping my head down so I wasn’t distracted by his demigod good looks and delicious, need-to-be-kissed lips. I let my fury build and swirl inside me, ready to explode Mt. Vesuvius style. He stepped back a foot when I looked up, and I knew full well my ultra pissed-off stare was rivaling that of a supernova itself.
    I poked his chiseled chest. "I won't. You're still married. It doesn't matter if Anula says its okay to fool around with you, I still won't do it. Not with a married man."
    Still glaring at him, I could practically feel the black smoke escaping my overheated ears. And yet, he was smiling like he just spotted the infamous Galorian laughing dodo bird, known to be extinct for seven centuries. He reached into his loose fitting tunic, flashing me with some of his bronzed, lickable skin and pulled out a piece of paper. He gently placed the paper into my shaking hands, his dazzling emerald eyes locking onto mine.
    "What the hell is this," I growled with the patience of a caged Larskin tiger.
    "Please, read my Asanti," he pleaded.
    Written Syalantian was a whole different animal than the spoken language. My mood wasn't helping me focus. Rohn must have picked up on the strain in my face, so he spoke while I read, "It's an annulment. I just had it notarized. Anula and I are no longer married, as we've never consummated the union," he intoned, eyes wide with anticipation.
    I stared at it hard. Any minute now it was going to dissolve or maybe burst into flames. I checked the stamps, both Syalantian and human. For a fake, it seemed quite authentic. I whipped my dissecting gaze at him, followed by a quirk of the brow. He never flinched. He didn't waver one bit. It was real.
    “Hmm,” I sighed. "But this means… Why? You barely know me, and why do you keep calling me Asanti?" I asked, still suspicious but hoping beyond hope.
    He stepped close enough for me to feel the heat of his body. He wiped a few of the now cooling wet strands of hair from my forehead, then leaned in and touched his nose to mine. From there he spoke, "Emery, we've been together for months now. Our nightly dances may have only been dreams to you, but they were most real to me. I can't describe you the sweet agony of waking up in the morning with the taste of you on my