The prince was looking for the "65kg of Pure Awesome" and instead, he found a delicate-looking skinny bone with no calorie royal.
"Princess... Milabuella?" he stammered, looking disappointed. Seriously? Boy, I am right here! The sass hasn't left the building, it just changed the facade!
But then, the real betrayal happened. Inside my head, Milabuella started swooning.
"Oh my heavens! He's so dreamy! Look at that jawline! It's like it was carved by the gods of bone structure!" she shrieked, making my ears ring.
"Milabuella, get a grip!" I hissed (internally, though I'm pretty sure I rolled my eyes so hard Althur thought I was having a seizure).
"Your Male Lead is Sir Alex! The guy who kissed a cow for you! Althur is a business contact! He's a political ally! He is NOT for swooning!"
"But look at his cape, Seraphine! It's velvet!"
