Sebastian nearly did, but then he remembered that he was a prince and quickly returned to his senses, huffing in annoyance. "What if I don't want to?"
Jylan looked back, his eyes puffy and his nose red. His chin quivered. "I hate'cha!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. You came up here to show me where to sleep, and that's all I care about. Now get out of here and find somewhere else to mope," Sebastian snapped, blowing raspberries.
"Fine, my prince!" Jylan replied snobbily. "Whatever you say…"
The butler got up, his face wimpy, and clambered over to the ladder. As he climbed down, he brushed his hair away from his face and bit his lip.
Sebastian panicked in more ways than one.