That evening after the sumptuous meal, I approached Prince Blaize. The angelic-looking prince stood in a knot of admirers, all of whom were clambouring for his attention.
"Prince Blaize," I called with a warm smile. Immediately, his radiant smile turned strained.
"Didn't I tell you earlier, that last time was it? I know you want me, but it will never happen, no matter how skilled you become." He sneered. His male admirers laughed as the females glared at me.
I pouted, "But you promised to introduce me to a more suitable male. If you break your promise, my Lord will be angry." Prince Blaize immediately stiffened. He heard the threat in my words.
"Fine." He spat. Then turning to his admirers, he excused himself and gestured for me to follow him.
"What do you want now?" He snarled as we gained a shaded corner of the dining room. His teeth had all elongated again to sharp points.
