Princess Aryella giggled when she saw him. She wasn't bothered that he was angry. She stood abruptly and she felt the dizziness, but she flung herself to her mate. "I miss you. I want to leave this dancing Merfolk and be with you. I want to drink with you to forget how you look at her," she said as she hugged him. Her cheeks were flushed from the champagne.
"Are you jealous, manaeya?" he whispered. From the corner of his eye, he saw Prince Marlone take several steps towards the door to the great hall. "Yes, I caught you looking at her several times. I can't blame you, she's so beautiful and she looked like her," she said, but Prince Bueng felt her pain.
"I was jealous too," he said.
"Were you?" she asked, her eyes widening.
"I want to kill your Prince Marlone, who touched your hair and showed you some affection," he said, growling.
