Chapter 119 Andy, What Have You Done?

• That morning I woke up in Andrew's arms, as I used to every day. Of all the perfect things about our marriage, sleeping clinging to him and waking up in the same way was my favorite thing to do.
• I took his arm off me and stretched for a long time. I went to the window and opened it. It was raining. Light but persistent rain. And I needed to get ready for another day as queen of Alpemburg. I couldn't lie to myself that I wasn't enjoying being queen, because I was. Still, I was counting down the days to being a normal person again, if I ever was, being born a D'Auvergne Bretonne.
• What I missed most was time. Time for me, for Andrew, for driving, mostly. It had been a long time since I got in a car and ran at high speed. And that was still on the list of the things I loved most in my life. Making love to Andrew came first.