Matteo
"Your Highness," Freya's parents said in unison. They bowed their heads before they offered me and Calvin a seat. "I will go get her," Rica, her mom said. I nodded and waited for her to come down. Why does she need to be called? Didn't she smell my scent? I don't know, but is she like that? Do I mean nothing to her? I feel like I was the only one who was excited about us being together.
Lucas, her father, was just sitting in front of me, not saying anything. I don't know if he likes me being his daughter's mate or what. Any parent would want me for their daughter, so what's the difference with them, right? I sighed, gained my courage, and said, "We will be going back to the palace in two days. I understand that Freya had told you about us, right?" He nodded and didn't say anything
