"Your Highness, I believe that's enough wine for today," Derek said, attempting to take the glass from him, but Valerie moved it out of the way causing the drink to tip over and pour on his palm.
"Let me be!" Valerie commanded, glaring at him drunkenly.
Derek straightened up, his lips pressing into a thin line, displeased. It has been two days since his royal highness became this way and he has no idea how to deal with him.
Faeries were beginning to ask questions and demand the presence of the crown prince. He had no idea how long he could hide this. The few times he had forced Valerie out of the room to take on his princely duties and meet the Faeries who had been excited about his return, he had nearly made a fool out of himself, drunk on wine.
