Clay POV
"She is far stronger than I assumed," Baldur said in my mind, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through me, "I only felt a portion of her power when I was asleep—she is definitely worthy to be our mate." I realized I'd have to adjust to this, having another voice besides my own in my head.
"It is me who must prove my worth to her," I responded, my words carrying a sense of determination. "She has saved me multiple times, risking herself for others as though it were second nature to her.” I said
“Her duty as a princess is to protect her kingdom and those who rely on her. Just as we are meant to protect, she possesses a strength and power that should be used for the greater good. Our mate has been blessed with a unique ability, one that burdens her and takes a toll on her phy
