Prince Aldrich Theano's P.O.V

Her upper lip curled back into a sneer as she came nose-to-nose with him, her voice coming out in a harsh growl.

She snatched her robe jacket and slippers from the floor as she stomped towards him, her face set in hard, harsh lines, nostrils flaring. His belly immediately clenched when she drew near, his limbs tingling as his blood rushed as if he was preparing to run. He held his ground and told himself that "It's really her"

He didn't mind how angry and upset she looked, what mattered is that. She's right in front of him.

“Other women may find your false gallantry and...