"Your Highness. The king of Astro seems to be growing troublingly impatient. His escorts have begun laying outrageous complaints. They are requesting to meet you and-and have the girl," Lucas doggedly informed.
Prince Derek halted his duel with Rudolf and stabbed his rod erect on the ground. After not being able to have a proper sleep the previous night, he resolved to burn off the irritating steam as soon as it was cockcrow. He turned to Lucas from the side, a corner of his mouth lifted in a mocking sneer.
"They wish to have their Princess? Perhaps they assume it's going to be that easy with mere words. They should take care they are in my territory, it's only been a day yet they are being a nuisance."
He cupped water from a bowl on a stand to wash his face_ the wetness, relaxing his clear-cut sideburns sleekly to his jawline and darkening his thick brows.