Tessa stood nervously outside Will Herondale's tent in the Shadowhunters Camp.
The air was thick with anticipation as she called out softly, “Will, can I come in?” She could hear the rustling of fabric and the faint sound of his footsteps approaching the entrance.
“Of course, Tessa, please come in,” Will said from inside the tent. Tessa took a deep breath and pushed the flap aside, stepping into the dimly lit space.
The warmth of the tent enveloped her, and she felt a mix of excitement and anxiety. Will stood by a small table, his expression a blend of warmth and curiosity as he welcomed her in.
“Your Highness,” Tessa said, curtsying gracefully to Prince Will.
“Thank you for not saying anything about me being a prince to Arthur and his daughter Rhaenys,” Will said, his voice low and s
