“I was expecting you to call me pampered. I have been trained by the best in our Royal Guard, Captain Robert Thorne. But then, I’ve never been allowed to join in combat classes, and I wouldn’t want anyone to catch anything. Now would we?”
Buck's face flushed scarlet. The princess's reference to "catching anything" struck a nerve, reminding him of whispered comments he'd made to his friends about how the royal family probably thought themselves too good to mingle with regular wolves. He hadn't realised she'd overheard those particular remarks.
King Alexander's expression darkened momentarily before he mastered it. He had fought against the council's insistence that his daughter be kept separate from combat classes with other students. Their concerns about her safety were valid, but the is
