55 Embarrassment

It was easier sneaking out than back in. Two sopping wet people left twin trails of water anywhere they went. Even if people didn't see us they could tell someone had been there.

Al urged me forward by putting an arm around my back and pulling me with him after checking around corners to see if the coast was clear because I was still in a bit of a daze. Going out in frigid rain wasn't my best idea but it had been fun while it lasted.

One of the servants that worked in Al's wing of the palace spotted us near the entrance of our bedroom and gaped at our sorry state. She probably thought we were completely insane.

Al gave no explanation. "Prepare two baths."

"Yes, Your Highness," the maid said with a low curtsy before scurrying off to boil water.