SAMANTHA
A feeling told me Jayce had come here because of me.
I could not explain it, neither could I prove it. But every instinct I had screamed that he was here for me. The way his golden eyes scanned the room. The way his wings seemed to settle when he looked in my direction. The way my skin prickled under his gaze.
"Wonderful!" Daisy cheered. Then she turned to the other two princes. "Your Majesties, what do you think of our progress?"
Finnian said nothing. His silver eyes swept across the room like he was counting livestock. His face was cold. Unreadable. Darlington offered a small, polite nod. His dark wings were folded behind him. His gentle eyes moved across the women but did not linger anywhere.
Neither of them spoke.
Daisy clapped her hands. "Enough of being idle, everyone. Go back to training!"
No one moved.
