The cool wind came through, and his long, inky hair swirled lightly. He was properly clothed, which could only mean he had been around my gardens.
Was he watching me?
Murmur filled the table, for the prince hadn't been seen for months, and his sudden appearance raised questions.
The knights who were on guard came forward, and a pressure filled the air, and I knew no doubt this would end in bloodshed.
"Stand down!" I commanded and they froze in place.
"Damon, explain yourself! What is the meaning of this?" Diana demanded standing on her feet. "How dare you show yourself here?"
Damon said nothing, simply bringing the teacup to his nose while pinning his bloodthirsty gaze on Aria, and then he smirked, rendering her to stare at him in bewilderment.
"Get this examined by Ravyn." He tossed the cup to her, and she caught it clumsily.
"What? Examine?"
"What is this, Prince Damon!" Sloane shot to her feet.
However, he was suddenly nowhere to be seen, gone like the wind.
