Julian bowed slightly in return, his gaze lingered a second longer than expected. "Your Highness," he said with a smooth voice. "Moonhaven is even more enchanting than I was told."
"Your Majesty, the Crown Princess looks… breathtaking tonight," Prince Julian said with a charming grin, his outspoken nature slipping through. Then, with a teasing lilt, he added, "Are you sure she isn't a lost beauty from Verasalies who somehow wandered into Moonhaven?"
A subtle shift passed through the air.
Cristiano's hand curled into a tight fist at his side as the comment struck deeper than he expected. It took every ounce of his royal discipline not to react. The Prince of Versailles knew that Werewolves were possessive beings and did not like anyone having eyes on their possessions, especially their territory and women.
