Chapter 84: Getting Attacked (part 1)

He's on his third helping of some unfamiliar but delicious Vorran dish when he notices a sudden shift in the atmosphere. The conversations around them falter slightly, and a faint ripple of tension spreads through the nearby tables. He glances up, mid-bite, just in time to see the crown prince striding purposefully toward their table.

Lysara stiffens ever so slightly beside him, her poised demeanor flawless, but Azure catches the faint flicker of irritation in her eyes. The prince stops in front of them, his sharp cerulean gaze sweeping over the scene. His feline-like features are coldly aristocratic, his movements precise as if calculated to intimidate.

When his eyes land on Azure, there's no mistaking the look of disdain that crosses his face. His lips curl slightly, his nose wrinkling as though Azure is something distasteful.