Tension settled in the room like a heavy cloak, the tip of the sword a mere cm away from Gareth’s neck.
Kayden smirked, the princess was rather… feisty… he liked it… his gaze fell to her ample cleavage that was enticingly on display from the tip of her pale yellow gown as she leaned over the table, her weight braced on one hand.
“Layana…” Evaan said warningly
“She does not need to know how to hold a weapon, the best of kings were those whom ruled without a weapon to instil fear. And if you need a weapon yielding princess, then she has me by her side,” Layana said coldly, passing the sword back to the startled man she had taken it from and took her seat, Gareth took a shaky breath, humiliated yet too startled to form a sentence.
“I think the princess has a fair point… why can we not gi
