One for Darius, One for Nick
"Me, the Rogue King? I wish." Darius only laughed a little, letting the woman and the maids relax a little. "My name is Darius. Nick is my mate. Are you, uh, Lady Cara? We are invited to attend your wedding. Congratulations in advance."
"Oh… the Rogue King's mate, then." Cara sighed in deep relief, even patting her chest with a hand. It's just that… she finally reacted to a thought that sunk in just as fast as it did with the maids around her. "W-Wait, the Rogue King is Nicholai? And his mate is… but you sound like a man… you also look—"
Darius's smile dropped as his mood plummeted a lot. It's good that he was alone; if Frey was here, that guy would have another heyday in teasing him. Worse, if he was with Nicholai. "This is the first time I was mistaken as something else. Lady Cara, I am a man. Anything that you might say about it, I have heard it before, even at our very wedding."