Kayla's POV
"I can help!" I shouted, but Lady Kira was quick to push me away from him. "I'm trying to help!" I yelled at her.
"This doesn't concern you, 28. You need to come with me now. I'll take you back to your room," she said, pulling me up from the ground and attempting to drag me away. I slapped her hand away.
What the hell was her problem? I thought. As much as I disliked the Royals, it would be wrong of me to leave my mate in pain when I could be by his side. "I'm trying to help the prince," I shouted at her, yanking my hand free from hers. "My name is Kayla, not 28," I confidently asserted since the prince had accepted to call me by my name.
"Prince Liam," I fell to my knees and reached for his hand, but it was pushed away by his guard. "Can't you see that I am trying to help
