"So, you are Prince Avner Vozenilek!" Princess Mason squinted her eyes as she looked him up and down.
She was smaller by several inches. Under the black cloak, she was dressed with pink silk shirt and tight pants. She wore black high-heeled boots so she was able to stare at the prince--eye to eye.
Her hair was short but she always flicked it as though she had long hair before.
Prince Avner looked back at her. His eyes were impassive but his interest was awakened. Princess Mason reminded him of Daphne...
"Yes, I am," he drawled while he nodded slowly.
"You should know that I am the leader of the werewolves who attacked you last night!" she informed them defiantly. "I told them to assault you!"
"That's foolish, Princess Mason." He acted bored but he was furious. They almost did not ma
