Naomi stood there shaking her head, trying to ignore Vance's immature name-calling, as she tried to continue to encourage him anyway.
"You're a royal Vance. You will always be your father's son. Your uncle coming here won't change that." She reminds him.
"That's true. He's probably not even on the registry. He wasn't born into royalty like my dad. I don't think. He’s for another woman who had to be an out-liner. So that makes me superior and better than him. My uncle is young, did you know that? He's only five years older than me. He's an illegitimate bastard son."
"Prince, if you plan on being king. You gotta watch your tongue. He may not be on the registry, but you have to have respect still, even if he's not born royal.”
Naomi weighed her actions and words carefully n
