“But I can always call my father and double-check. He certainly wouldn’t want any misunderstandings as to the priority of his Prince.” She turns the full force of her stare on me. “Maybe you’re mistaken, Princess, because much like the catering, I paid five figures to have something pretty on my arm today.” The smile might still be plastered on her face, but the words she speaks are gritted through clenched teeth. So are mine. “Then maybe you should have bought a watch.”
