MIRA
“I think the lady was clear about her desires! Step. Away.” The Crown Prince materializes out of the dark smoke. There is an ugly smirk on his handsome face, the one that lets me know that he is not a knight in shiny armour who wants to help me. He is just another gerdian that tries to use me. Gods, I hate them. I hate them all! But right now I would prefer the Prince over the one who broke my heart.
“This is a personal matter, Ryden!” Derrien snaps.
“Your Highness”, the cousin corrects him, clearly enjoying the moment, “Don’t forget your place, Derwood.”
“This is a personal matter, your Highness”, Derrien grits through his teeth, “Please, let me and lady Mira finish our conversation without witnesses.”
He doesn’t even look at me when he says that. I am still nothing
