Roth CHAPTER THIRTEEN Gillian was alone in Nick’s bed when she woke. She had no way of knowing how long he’d been gone, but her phone’s clock told her it was around dinnertime at the palace. She found her discarded clothes on the glass coffee table Nick had obviously replaced since her fight with Hortense. She dressed, brushed her teeth with the spare toothbrush in Nick’s bathroom, and teleported to the palace, landing in the dining room. The servants were still setting the tables, and upon spying her, bowed low and paused their work. “Good evening, milady,” they mumbled acquiescently. “Hello.” She gave each young elf a tap on the shoulder on the way out of the main hall and then broke out at a dead sprint as soon as she reached the stairs. She hadn’t missed dinner, and was thankful enough at her good luck that she figured she should probably dress appropriately for the occasion.
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