The knights dropped to one knee as one.
"Glory to His Highness, Prince Adrian," they chanted, their voices striking the stone walls in perfect unison.
Prince Adrian?
My eyes widened. Wait, it's him?
Ah, right. Kaelen mentioned him. The Second Prince. But he didn't even show up to the wedding!
I stared at him, bewildered. And wait... why did he call his sister-in-law 'delicious'? That is seriously creepy!
Adrian grinned, leaning casually against the window frame. "Relax," he drawled. "I'm not my brother."
The knights raised their heads, standing back up uncertainly.
Did he just insult my husband?
I mean, I get that Lucian is cold... I frowned. Right. Kaelen told me that these two brothers are absolutely not on good terms. Rivalry? Hatred? Probably both.
Adrian didn't wait for an invitation. With a fluid hop, he jumped down from the windowsill into the library, his boots hitting the floor with a heavy thud.
