Caira took a deep breath as she tried not to lose her composure. There was no doubt about it. She was convinced the crown prince was trying to make a fool out of her.
First, he had requested a private meeting, but instead of coming to her, he had asked that she choose the location. But that wasn't even the worst part. He had then sent jewelry when she declined, as though she could be bought with trinkets.
He wasn't taking proper measures to fix things after she had been humiliated rather he was hiding behind closed doors and pretending he wanted to make amends.
None of the rumors she had heard was incorrect; the crown prince was insufferable. It was so ironic how different the cousins were. She never thought she would say this, but there was no doubt in her mind that Prince Rylen would make a better king.
"It is time for lunch, my lady," Mara said with a bow.
