The others were already sitting in front of a sleek mahogany table. Just like mine, this bedroom also had two enormous beds.
There were two empty seats on each of Erion's sides, across him was Prince Alistair. On the Crown Prince's left sat Lavi, while Sein on the right.
"Move it." Althea nudged Erion's shoulders gently, contradicting the harshness of her voice.
The black-haired prince just snickered. There was no trace of any of the expressions I'd seen on him earlier this day. If he still thought about what happened today, he was certainly doing a good job of hiding it.
Althea's luscious forest green eyes fluttered intimately at the Crown Prince, her lips curling sensually. But it seemed to have no effect for the golden-haired prince just nodded in response.
Erion just shook his head at the sight, then looking out to me as I approached the seat beside the young lady and across Lavi who was gazing intently in my direction.
