“If I may speak plainly—” He snorted. “As if you’ve ever held your tongue. Don’t start now, darling.” I drew in a deep breath, ignoring his antagonistic term of endearment. “As I was saying, you’ve yet to prove me wrong in any of my assumptions. I do not believe you succeeded in playing coy. Please educate me on how that’s fiction.” I crossed my arms, waiting. A muscle in the prince’s jaw ticked but he remained quiet. Victory had never felt more satisfying. I ought to have quit while I was ahead, but I couldn’t stop myself from twisting the knife a bit deeper. “It sounds as if the true issue
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