Chapter 17

• "Someone's still up," I said smirking, "Sire," I added quickly. Right Isandra, be polite, he is a royal. A shit one but one none the less and I really didn't need a lecture from Alex about being respectful again. Once was a lifetime.
• "You have a-" he said reaching for my cheek and I leaned back.
• "I know," I said. One usually is aware of cuts and wounds on their body. Why? Because we can damn well bloody feel the pain, and this was a scratch, what was poor prince getting dizzy?