A witch and a human

"I want all the information of what happened here when I was gone and what happened at the site of the battle," Sebastian sat in the lounge, not bothering to go to the office room, knowing all too well that his princess would be asleep after that activity now.

"Let's start with you, Miss Zoya," Sebastian's eyes were cold, empty like a vase of never-ending abyss. His expression looked resolute, like a tiger ready to pounce on anything and everything that would annoy him. 

Lucas raised his gaze towards the prince, and his eyes narrowed when he noticed the weird mark on his neck.

It looked like a... A bite mark?

"Sir, your neck," Lucas started, unsure about how to form his sentence in a way that didn't sound too offensive or provoking.