Andria's POV
Her face looked fear-struck as she backed away from me. The more she backed away, the closer I came towards her.
"Would you do it your way or would you let me force you?" I insisted on getting closer.
"Don't worry," Sir Kaelric's voice rang from behind me, and a look of relief flooded her face.
"I'll take it from here."
"Prince, she is just picking on me. I think she is manipulating me. She hates me, she is jealous of me," she complained, walking quickly towards Sir Kaelric.
I let out a loud laugh because I knew she was unaware that she was, in fact, in a bigger situation now.
"Alpha Spade, look into what happened with the sigil," the king commanded.
Alpha Spade, together with Aven, his son, and every other attendant at the table, left the council immediately.
The room felt more tense than it was before, as everyone stared at me and at each other suspiciously.
