Too late
Huxley breathed deeply in anger, glaring at the prince. Lady Vienna smirked at the prince, not backing down.
Two can play the game, Prince Mathias.
“I heard you got kidnapped last time, Vienna.” He asked.
Really, does he want me to get killed that much? Lady Vienna scoffed.
“Duchess Donovan.” She said.
“What?” The crown prince asked.
“Call me Duchess Donovan. My husband called me Vienna so as respect, I expect you to call me formally, Prince Mathias.”
Prince Mathias’s eyes sparkled in interest at that, “You are really sweet with your husband.”
She nodded, “Yes. And about my kidnapping incident, yes it was true. But you are late on the news, Prince Mathias.”
“Oh, I apologize. I merely want to wish you a fast recovery, guess it was late then.”
She snorted, “You know your fiance is really sweet. I had a lovely time chatting with her earlier.” She said, “Imagine the shock you have of me returning here alive.”