Unknown POV
I watched from the shadows as the king and his spawn descended into the ballroom. The spell masking my presence wouldn't last long, but it would be enough to do what I came here for. I couldn't entrust this task to the mindless pig who swore his loyalty to me. He had managed to let the girl slip through his fingers and be moved to the protective hold of her father. Besides, I was no fool. The only loyalty he had was to the whole my brother had taken as queen and the whelp he fathered with her. I knew his focus hadn't been on the princess but his own son and broodmare. He had Aline now, though, and she should be a sufficient distraction for the time being.
I had to think of a way of drawing the princess away from the crowd of people. But as I watched her standing uncomfortably
