Bab 118: this male!

The look on the prince's face disgusted me on one side but could not help but sip my tea while secretly looking at his devastatingly handsome face.

Almost every male I had laid eyes on were handsome, but this prince he was among the most handsome.

His face carved as if from stone looked extremely cold as if from a mask he had no feminine beauty like my brothers no! this male was more dangerous, more powerful.

The crown prince placed down the teacup I had personally crafted to my taste gently. Then spoke supposedly in a low voice, but the rumble affected it, seemingly flowing directly to my mind and hearts with his words.

"When they spoke of you I had thought you were more..."

For the first time in my short existence, I scented danger. Placing the cup gently down, openly, I stared at him.

A late hand reached out I saw it approaching taking note of the short clean nails, long slightly thick yet attractive fingers.