“All I smell is hate when she looks at you. So, answer me this, Ayla. Who is the lucky suitor you would turn down a prince for?” I leaned to the side, past the barrier Kaden had made with his body, and raised my hand well above me. “Oh, he’s about six foot seven, has gorgeous eyes, an amazing body, and likes to end worlds.” I felt Samkiel laugh down the bond. “I love you.”
