Wrapping my fingers around the cold doorknob, I twist it and with a tug find myself face to face with a stranger.
“Your eyes,” I blurt. He has one blue and the other green. They’re both vivid and, “Stunning.” I can’t stop staring into them. I force myself to snap out of it and take in the rest of his face. I frown. He looks familiar, but I know we have not met. I would have remembered meeting him. “Who are you?” I ask.
The male scowls. There’s a hard edge to him as he slowly looks me over before he meets my gaze. “Lorcán Emberson,” he says firmly.
“Oh, Neptune’s tits!” I slap a hand over my mouth. “You’re the Chosen Heir?”
“I am.”
“You look more like a warrior than a prince.” I tug the bedroom door closed behind me and somehow manage to fall into step with him.
The male is tall and big all over. His crimson hair is short and spiky. He looks to be about twenty-five years of age. Maybe. “Are you a guard?”
He snorts. “We have already covered the fact that I am a prince.” He gives me a sidelong look as if to imply I am an idiot.
“You could still be a guard,” I argue. “You look fierce.” My gaze returns to his eyes.
“You are staring, Princess.”
“I know.” I shake my head and laugh. “I haven’t seen eyes like yours before. They’re amazing.” I pause. “You still look fierce though.”
“Considering you obviously do not fear me, should I be insulted?”
I grin as Lorcán continues, “How are you after a night of trouble with my brother? Who nearly lost you, I might add.”
“He did not nearly lose me.” I frown. “At least I don’t think he did. I am a bit fuzzy on the events.”
“Didn’t anyone warn you about Archer?”
“He was charming and the perfect gentleman.”
Lorcán grunts, but I catch a twitch of his lips. “My brother is anything but a gentleman. You would be a fool to follow him a second time.”
“I did not follow. I was a willing participant.”
He is amused. He does not show it in any way; however, I get the sense that he would laugh if he looked at me.
“Do you know how I got back to the citadel?”
“You have Vice to thank for that. He was around at the time and flew you back here.”
“Flew?”
“Figure of speech,” he says after a slight pause.
“Where is everyone?”
“If you mean Archer, who I would still advise you to stay away from, he is speaking with the King.”
“I meant Rexx and Mattex.”
“Ah, that I do not know.”
“How do I find Vice?”
Lorcán’s brows shoot upward, and I grin at his reaction. The male appears like stone, but he is not.
Good to know.
“I would not have any desires about him.”
“I do not, but I would like to talk to him.”
He watches me closely as he says, “I am sure you remember the way to the garrison.”
“I do.” I pause. “It was nice to meet you, Prince Lorcán.” I hold my hand out and wonder what he will do.
He grins and shakes it. “It was nice to meet you, Princess Stohrm.” His hold tightens. “You look fetching in the clothes I purchased for you.” After a slight dip of his head, he leaves with me staring after him in surprise.
Releases 25th September 2023
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