Ty’s POV
As soon as we step into the royal dining chamber for breakfast, it becomes apparent that I’m not welcome at the table.
Outcast that I may be, this is still fairly unusual at the Crescent Castle. I might not be King Abbott’s favorite person, but he came around to me the day I saved his daughter from being kidnapped by the vampires, and he’s pretty much always ensured that I had a seat at whatever table Evie sat at.
This morning is different, though. There is only one place setting remaining when we arrive, and it’s clearly for her. I take my dutiful place in the doorway, but you better believe I’m facing inwards, rather than outwards.
Tristan, of course, does his usual buffoonish bow as soon as he sees her. He takes her hand and kisses it, which irks me. “Princess,” he says, g
