They fought against the Fenoz—a group of eight persistent and annoying individuals who seemed tireless. Right then, we knew they were different. But I also knew that Azriel realized that these eight were princes, even though we weren't.
Prince Nixer wasn't there.
Zhyn pushed Prince Nixer away.
"Damn it! I don't want to get married! Argh! And for the record, I was forced to wear this dress," Zhyn said, grabbing her hat and attempting to hide her hair, but Prince Nixer snatched it away and burned it with his fire powers.
Zhyn, annoyed, smirked. "Too bad for you because this is the last time you'll see me in a dress," she said.
The others were puzzled.
