He furrowed his brows, eyeing me before speaking again“Well, you do sit right next to me at all those formal dinners. And you’re usually the most interesting thing to observe. Can’t exactly ignore the sunshine, can I?”
“I suppose I’m a more visually appealing option than Royal Beta Pershant, then. No offense to him, of course.”
“You can drop the ‘Royal Beta’ when he’s not lurking nearby, Charlotte. It’s Lyta, remember? Though I’d advise keeping the title when he is around. He’s not exactly the type to abandon titles willy-nilly. Very formal, our Pershant. All about the rules and hierarchy.”
“And you’re not. Why the casual approach, Mr. Lyta? What makes you different from your formal counterparts?” I took another long, deliberate sip of my beer, intrigued by his answer.
“I’m no better t
