[EVE]
With a regretful sigh, Queen Emilia placed a firm hand on Raelan's arm. "Come along, Raelan. Eve, I am so terribly sorry. Rest assured, I will see to it that my grandson learns the respect he clearly lacks."
I gave a polite nod, but Sinclair wasn't done. He leveled one last, searing look at the prince.
"I'd suggest teaching him some manners before setting him loose on the world," Sinclair said, his voice low and hissing. "Even my dog Sebastian has a stronger grasp of courtesy."
I stifled a laugh as Queen Emilia led her grandson away, her face taut with the faintest hint of embarrassment.
Though I pitied the Queen, it was clear she'd pampered Raelan far too much, letting his arrogance grow unchecked.
