If I hadn’t needed to personally speak with the remaining suitors before the ball started to let them know the competition had ended, I’d go to her at once. But I owed them the chance to hear directly from me what had transpired and how sorry I was to have carried on, knowing my heart was elsewhere. Val had made her feelings known about the potential damage to my court, but I knew what I wanted, and Hexed Quill or not, there was at least one thing I had the power to fix.
