#Chapter 244: Good Publicity

The next morning, Julian showed up at my door. I had only just changed out of my pajamas. Elva was still in hers. “I want to escort you to breakfast,” he said. I blinked. “Breakfast?” Usually the royal family avoided breakfasts and lunches with the candidates, unless there was an event. The meals were typically entirely informal. It gave the girls a while to let their hair down and get to know each other without having to be on to impress anyone. Julian’s presence would change that dynamic. Though maybe most of the girls would appreciate more chances to speak with him. Tiffany would like it, anyway. Veronica too. Susie would, just because she thought Julian could be funny. Yet, I suspected Julian’s sudden desire to attend the informal breakfasts had everything to do with Bridget and nothing to do with anyone else. In the end, I didn’t even have to confront him about his intentions. All I had to do was lift a single brow. “I want to try to make Bridget jealous again. This time wit