Krinoniapolis Massacre

"You might think me vulnerable at this time of crisis… but please don't hold my hand."

Baring her teeth, she frowned at him as she pointed an accusing finger at his clean suit. "My husband would not appreciate it."

"I am your lover, Your Highness." Prince Aelfric's eyebrows knitted in confusion as he settled a palm over his chest. "You should be familiar with my touch whether or not we are in the presence of the Vampire King or not."

Luna's soul was too sensitive even to understand the bullshit coming out of the prince's mouth.

The mass paranoia made her double over, consumed by the sheer panic of her separation from her husband and the safety of their baby.

"Brother. Not today. "Princess Alisabethe clutched Prince Aelfric's shoulder as she looked at the ground, then returned her gaze to Luna with disgust for daring to vomit in front of them."This isn't the time and place to argue about that."