Lloyd's POV
Lloyd turned back in irritation as he felt a grip on his sleeve. How dare anyone touch him?! He glared at the person in question. Selene didn't flinch under his gaze. But she lowered her eyes, as she took a deep breath.
"My prince. It's dangerous to go after her." She said through clenched teeth.
"Excuse me?" He asked, raising his brows angrily.
The wench had the audacity to stop him in his tracks and keep holding onto his sleeve as if she deserved to be standing next to him, let alone touch his clothes. Lloyd held himself back from shouting at her. Her father the very warm Lord Typhos had personally sent him a letter to the palace at Hazelfell asking for him to stay at his villa.
