“My prince!” Jackson breathed as the door swung shut behind him.
Reyland spun around, hiding his face. He clenched his teeth, molars grinding against each other.
Jackson had known there were changes in his ward, but he could never have guessed by how much.
The person who had faced him a moment ago was Reyland’s height, but that was about it.
The young prince always had curly hair, but it was now best described as a mane.
His pale face was not so pale.
His small eyes were now almond-shaped.
His button nose was more symmetrical with this now slender face – his slender, but angular face – cheekbones, jaw line, forehead, all sharp lines.
His brows were fuller.
His lips were almost blood red, and his mouth seemed bigger than it had ever been, which Jackson instantly chalked up to his f
