Rhiannon narrowed her eyes. What was he even doing here?
"It seems His Majesty enjoys snooping around people's rooms. A bad trait for a king". She clicked her tongue in distaste.
Vlad's eyes flickered with an unknown emotion before a little smile spread on his lips. "My dear princess," he said, his voice low and husky. "It seems you are not aware of the danger that lurks outside these castle walls. It is not safe for you to invite any man into your chamber."
The princess raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "Do not pretend to care about my safety when all you truly care about is having me under your thumb."
King Alaric chuckled, admiring her sharp tongue. "Perhaps you are right," he admitted. "I cannot deny that I want you for myself."
"Then, I suppose we must be polite to one another," Rhiannon said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
Vlad chuckled and then made his way to take a seat around the table in her room. "Thank you for the tea...". He muttered while pouring himself tea.
