“Prince Tarek is just here to—” I broke off, suddenly realizing I didn’t know why Rek had come. I didn’t dare assume it was purely because of our old friendship. My eyes flicked to the prince, but he was focused on Navid, his gaze assessing. “A little late, aren’t you?” Navid crossed his arms. “By three years or so.” I stared at him, astonished.
