" And please do not be offend by this question, my lady." Ambrose began looking at her as she tilted her head, swallowing before proceeding to ask his question. " I was just wondering why or how are you so friendly with his highness Prince Michael?" Knowing the whole situation of centuries before them vampires and werewolves weren't exactly on the best terms.
A faint gasp came from her as if he had asked the unimaginable. Did he ask something he shouldn't have? Was he interfering in her affairs?
