“I thought you might like the warning.” he said and despite myself, I nodded reluctantly.
“Fine, I have been warned. Now please, get out,” I repeated.
“You do realize no one talks to me like that, yes?” he said, lifting a brow.
I glanced at the small golden crown on his head that I had not noticed before.
I dipped low, in the most sarcastic curtsey I could muster. “Forgive me. Please, get out, your highness.”
“I should have you drawn and quartered.” He said flatly. But there was amusement in his eyes.
“Executing your mate before her own banquet?” I replied just as drily. “Now what would the king say?”
Rolling his eyes, Ethan turned to leave.
“I’ll see you in the hall,” he said.
“Don’t hold your breath.” I called out.
I sat there for a moment afterward, staring at the closed door,
