Chapter 38 His Majesty Needs Her

• EVELYN
• I was momentarily distracted, and the woman seized the opportunity to surge forward. Her leg kicked out, aiming for my stomach. I could only imagine the kind of wound it would have inflicted had I not dodged aside just in time. Pain flared from my swollen ankle at the movement. I stumbled, trying to regain my balance and braced myself for her next attack.
• But instead of pressing forward, the woman turned sharply, leaping onto the windowsill in one swift motion—and jumped out.