Kensington Palace

Adrian's P. O. V

“What?" Justin flinched as Zain nudged his shoulder.

“Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?" he snapped. “What is wrong with you?"

“Nothing,” Justin muttered, sniffing again. “It's just… That was such a beautiful speech His Highness delivered earlier. I still haven't been able to recover from it yet".

“Get a grip of yourself, man.” Zain scoffed, turning his face away.

“Has my special guest arrived yet?” I asked, adjusting my cuff.

“Yes, your highness,” Justin replied. “The noble family from the north region. The merchants from…"

"Not them,” I cut in. “I mean our special guests from the Central Planes."

"Oh,” Justin...