Christabel's pov

His head was caught in the air. He couldn't move it.

Just then, the prince entered.

The prince's eyes turned blue as he walked into the room my heart skipped a bit. Stanley mustn't see this.

The prince held his chest and watched Stanley's head in the air. He arched his brows and stared at me.

Stanley groaned when his head was perfectly moving again.

"What the f*ck happened to my head?" He said and turned back to see the prince.

"The prince is here?"

He quickly got up and bowed. "I'm sorry for coming into your room like that. I just came to see Christabel. I mean...