Lloyd's POV
After visiting some important officials in the region as was the custom, Lloyd settled into the chair in the large room with a relieved sigh. He was too tired to stand up anymore. But diplomacy was a duty that he had to maintain as the prince of the kingdom. He wondered how Elize was doing. The ends of his mouth curved into a smile as he thought about how she had run away from him, flustered to her core. He liked making her feel unsettled. She had her guard down most at that time, he thought to himself.
