If Jasper saw him right now, the man would laugh heartily.
He likes the princess... in a romantic sense. How despicable could he be? To habor these kinds of feelings for the princess. He was slowly coming to understand all the mixed up feelings he'd been ignoring all this time. He'd tried using her age as a reason why they couldn't be together, constantly telling himself he only saw her as a sister but she was only four years younger than him.
In the world they lived in that was nothing. It was common that mates would be centuries apart in age. That was a norm.
Ah but they're not mates. Unwarranted fury rose in him at the fact. There was someone else, someone out there made specially for the princess. Someone Fate had set for her to live the rest of her life with. His fists clenched
