"Is that all it takes?" Cedric asked, What was pride to him now?
"Maybe." Raziel chimed.
Cedric smirked then turned around. To Raziel's astonishment, the proud prince of Draconia knelt before him without thinking twice. "Do you want me to kiss your feet?" Cedric taunted. Staring straight at those mismatched eyes.
Raziel smirked, he wasn't expecting Cedric to actually kneel. "If I ask that your mother would likely cut off my head. " Raziel said with a grim look.
His eyes narrowed on Cedric; that sharp gaze made the first prince feel unsettled. "Why are you so desperate to go back?" He asked. Cedric was taken aback for a moment. He wasn't expecting this question but that didn't mean he didn't have an answer.
His expression softened. "I have to get back to her before it is too late." He answered. ..
He wasn't desperate for the throne; all that mattered was her.
