Wondering after their conversation if any of his advice worked. He fidgeted with his collar debating to place it up or down as the thought of what happened lingered on his mind. Was she okay? Did the friendship survive? Did his advice work? Was his advice taking into consideration?
" Probably not." He muttered under his breath. After all the princess could do what she wanted. She did not have to listen to a word he spoke. But still he found himself in his chambers concerned over something so trivial. Yes, the fact that she was his mate, and that was vampire daunted him. He couldn't help himself so to feel indifferent. It was impossible to not feel anything when attracted to someone that was suppose to be the one. The stars were suppose to align and he was suppose to rejoice when given his bride, in a sense he supposed he did. She was nothing yet everything and more he had expected her to be.
