Kiera was gone by the time Sam had finished the dance with the Duke of Fleming's daughter.
"Where did she go?" He asked Edgar, confused as to why the Crown Prince was standing alone when Kiera should be next to him. Sam's next thought was to look over to where the Beast King was but did not find her anywhere near him.
"She left to go outside. Said she needed some air." He did not like the look on Edgar's face as he told him this.
"What else did she say?"
"It's not so much as what she said, it's more of what I said." Edgar breathed out, frustrated, his hand on the back of his head. He appeared as if he was saying he wanted desperately to return to his homeland. "I'd rather be chopping some barbarian's head clean off than dealing with this crap." He muttered.
"Edgar," Sam spoke his name, eyes narrowing as he prompted the man again. "What did you say to her?"
"She asked me what a fiancee was."
