The prince looked just like how they last saw him and Illya wondered if he ever slept with his uniform on, does he even indulge in the concept of sleep? The smile that unnerved both her and Oz can still be seen on his lips, never once faltering.
“Did I come at the wrong time?” Zephyr blinked as his eyes darted back and forth between Griffin and Oz. The blonde had already retracted his claws for Illya to not see. The crown prince sent Oz a knowing look and the said blonde glared at him in a warning. Not a word to Illya is what Oz wanted to say and Zephyr only gave a curt nod, wanting to humor the blonde boy.
“Your Highness? Why are you here?” Griffin froze in his spot, giving Oz the chance to knock him off of his feet. The dark-haired boy groaned, his blade thrown to the side away for any
