Easily Lose Myself

I liked the idea of Leo coming with me. At the same time, I didn't.

It could get awkward. "Um, that isn't necessary." My heart sped up.

Leo tucked his hands in his front pockets. "I'm going." He threw his shoulders back. "That's final, Cinderella."

For him to use my full name made me feel like a child being scolded by an unhappy parent. I didn't like it.

Through gritted teeth, I said, "Since when did you start making decisions for me?"

He crossed his arms. "This isn't only about you. It's about this land. As the Prince, I feel it wise to go wherever you go." He raised an eyebrow, and I got the feeling he wanted me to understand more than what he was saying.

This had to do with his father, the king.

He must've ordered Leo to go with me, which meant he had to go. He wasn't given a choice.

"Fine," I said. "When do you want to leave?"

Leo stepped close. "Now," he said, taking my hand.

I didn't mention I used the hourglass to travel to Sharra the day before.

Instead, I took hold of it