"You are the abandoned-by-fate prince?" Elron asked, surprised by his partner's real identity.
"Yes," Solos sneered through his clenched jaws. He hated the title. He acquired it simply by being born the night after the crown prince was chosen among the King's other twelve. He didn't even get to fight for the crown.
Briella and Ella stood in silence when they saw the prince's darkened expression. Elron, however, ignored the look on his face.
Solos didn't give him a chance to speak. Having worked with him, Solos knew he would end up attacking the hateful fellow. He entered the cave behind Ella, followed by the others.
The cave was simple. There were some men in silver and blue, keeping a sharp eye on the newcomers.
"Ericka?" Elron eyed the beautiful noble girl with surprise. He hadn't expected to see her here and certainly not strapped to a table.
