The door opened just a few minutes after they left. It was Sir Prince.

I wasn’t particularly excited to see him. Daniel was right—if not for his arrogance, I’d be using my arm perfectly well.

“Not a bad sight, but a lot better than when I saved you after that shot,” he said, raising an eyebrow in a teasing manner.

I scoffed in disbelief, squinting my eyes as I shook my head.

“Save me? I saved you. Remind me, what was the reason I got into danger in the first place?” I sneered.

“You followed me without my permission and climbed into my car’s trunk,” he said carelessly with a...