Nate's POV
I scoffed. “Are you being real?” I asked. I was stupefied. How could James ask such a thing? What is he trying to gain from it? Is he trying to disgrace me or what? I should be his personal guard? For what stupid reason?
“Of course, brother. I’m serious. Or do you see any trace of joke in my face?” James smirked.
“Then you must be a fool for asking such a thing, because I will never do that. It’s never gonna happen,” I said softly. I was trying everything within my powers to keep my anger in check, because that was the only way Rapha would take over his conscience.
James' smirked deepened. All he wanted to do was to get a reaction from me and I knew it, and obviously, it is working, even though I was trying to fight it.
“That’s no way to talk to your King, you fool,” James
