"She's doing well," Dad linked me as he slowly sipped his beer, "They seem to like her. That's good."
"She's a natural."
"Don't be absurd, no one's a natural at public speaking. She's a princess who's been trained to work a crowd," He pointed out, "And her training was thorough by the looks of it, look how she flatters when it's needed, or how she shows restraint to others. Her teachers were good. So make sure she's sincere with you and you're not being played again."
I got his meaning. He was talking about Victoria.
"Because your destined mate hurting you will rip you apart far more then some chosen ever could."
"She isn't like that. She won't betray me." I responded and gripped my wine glass, as Cora laughed and walked towards another table.
"You never thought that b*tch would betr
