Isla
KYAN STEERS ME OUT OF THE STABLES. We walk towards the Palace together with him a few paces in front of me.I want to go back to my room and lie down for a bit, spending a few hours in the Prince's company is exhausting.
"So, at the end of the day I succeed to learn a couple facts about you," he says.
"That's all you will be learning," I reply to him.
He chuckles but it is so low that I might be mistaken. "Are you really that heartless,Isla?"
"What do you mean," I ask suspiciously.
"You would break an old man's heart?"
I know where he is heading to and I don't want to discuss it. The only reply I can come up with is, "The King is not old!"
Kyan stops and turns to look at me. "Well, he is old enough for grandchildren."
"What? What do you people take me for? A baby making machin
