7
"You're Darius Laruel, the lost prince," I stammered, my mouth dry and my hands trembling in excitement. My brain was only slowly processing the reality of the situation. We just found the lost heir to the throne.
"I prefer Darren," he corrected me, still eyeing his locket and me desperately. I stared at the amulet in my hand, not believing I was looking at the original piece.
"Could I have it back?" Darius, no, Darren asked. I glanced at JP and Regan, who curtly nodded. Hastily, I handed the necklace back.
"My apologies, I didn't realise..." I started an apology, but Darren interrupted me with a humourless chuckle.
"You didn't realise you were in the presence of royalty?" he mocked, using his fingers to make air quotes.
I stared from Darren to Regan and frowned. I didn't understan
