All eyes were on the Princess.
She looked as though a drought had passed through her life. Shame consumed her. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, hoping—foolishly—that when she opened them, everything would return to normal, that silence would settle once and for all.
But her delusion shattered the moment she opened her eyes.
The same eyes were still on her.
She gulped. From beneath her lashes, she glanced at the Prince. He was smiling—openly, unapologetically.
Is it only me? she thought desperately. Can no one see that he’s smiling? How shameless can one man be? What do I do now? What do I say? Everyone must think I’m mad for shouting in the middle of dinner. I just want to disappear.
Unfortunately, disappearing wasn’t an option. She was expected to respond. The entire royal
