"Huh," Abrielle stuttered, why did he suddenly bring that up? "I said you should call me Cedric. That's my name and not your highness." He added taking a bit of his food into his mouth.
He had refined manners for someone who spent his entire teenage years on the battlefield "Your Highness I..."
"Cedric, it's not hard to pronounce and it's least expected we address each other by our first names since we are married, Abrielle." He sharply cut her off. Abrielle was stunned by his insistence, where was this coming from? She wondered.
"Okay, Cedric. I will prefer it if we have different rooms. It is a common practice." Abrielle said.
"Did your parents have different rooms?" He asked instead, leaving her tongue tied. Where was this coming from? That was what was written all over her face.
"Pardon me, Your Highness, sorry I mean Prince Cedric... "
