Chapter 67: Deep Passion

PRINCE KLOUD’S POV

We all watched Armand’s back as he left the royal chambers. Once the door closed, Randale cursed repeatedly.

“Calm down,” Ulysses encouraged him.

Randale closed his eyes and released a harsh breath. He was frustrated by all the happenings and it seemed that the danger lurking around us was all leading to him.

“Randale,” I spoke up, and his eyes snapped open.

“Yes, Crown Prince,” he responded.

“You do know that when we are in private you can drop the honorifics,” I teased him.

“No way, Crown Prince.” His eyes darted to Ulysses.

“Assume I am not here,” Ulysses laughed and sat down on the couch.

“Impossible, Grand Prince,” Randale responded.