Ionora's POV :
It was evening by the time I was ready to come down to the living room where everyone had already gathered. And by everyone, I mean EVERYONE, including my ass of a grandfather and his royal entourage. I could feel him glaring at me but I just looked away, not giving him the attention he was begging for. Pompous Prick.
"What took you so long?" Ian asked, casting suspicious glances at Zayden and I. Zayden only smirked at him, pissing him off further.
"Oh, so you're keeping tabs on my daily activities now? I don't think we're there yet, Ian." I walk up to him and ruffle his hair, which results in him smacking my hand away.
"Yes. I am when it comes to you being alone with him. Are you forgetting that this prick tried to negotiate with you as the bait? And you're willingly al
