[As I said before, there will be mature content though minimal and in between.]
"Isn't he?"
She leaned onto Atheline as she glared down at the princess who didn't seem to notice the danger she was in or clearly couldn't care less.
The princess nodded quickly.
"Yes, I simply meant..."
"He is."
She cut the princess's words off before she could stumble through her words some more.
A lick of killing intent escaped as she leaned closer to the woman and whispered enough for only the three of them to hear.
"He's mine."
The princess took a step back her face pale and nodded frantically with the intent pressing down on her like a bloody sword hanging on her neck.
"Yes...yes, of course," she responded through her fear.
"Good," she smiled," you may go."
Atheline witnessed the whole act like a third-party person and not part of the very problem.
He wanted to tell her they probably don't want him since they can't even compare to her but he wasn't about to stir the pot.
