Two-faced prince!
Cassandra knew he was like this since they had met, but she wasn't aware of how good he was at acting until they had met a group of nobles who wanted to meet his future bride.
"Lady Cassandra, I've heard a lot about you."
"Good things, I hope," Cassandra said as the man's lips brushed her hand. She avoided meeting other nobles as a rule. But being the Prince's future bride meant more socializing, more tea parties, and more conversations about the savagery of the demons and dark ones.
"Lord Castro… if you could let go of my bride's hands…"
Cassandra gave a tightlipped smile to the older man, who was still holding her hand. At least Prince Hunter was not scared to talk to Nobles like this. And it seemed like those nobles were showing signs that they were already used to this attitude.
