It wasn't until after Rose ate breakfast that she finally allowed herself to think about the night before, feeling the weight of what she had just agreed to.
Why was she constantly going along with what he wanted? Even if it was easier, there had to be a limit to what she could take. Besides, the crown prince's desires didn't make any sense. There was no way he could keep her around, yet she had agreed to this.
Was everything going to return to the same way it had always been? He hadn't said anything about what he planned to do to keep her safe, but he kept insisting that he could protect her. Rose couldn't see that.
Was it exhaustion that stopped her from any fight? She couldn't escape him; that much was clear. But couldn't she do something to change this?
