"Speak, where is the crown prince? Why have you not answered?" I knew from my servant's hesitation to answer that I was not going to like what she had to say. "He's with his mate in the dream world."
The words sent shocking pain riveting through my system. How many times have I tried luring him into one of my dreams? Not once has he ever answered the call. He's known her for what, a few days? And already he's been to his favorite place to think of her and now this.
"You say she's a fairy, nymph mix?"
"Among other things. Her grandsire is also the elf king and...."
"So what? That's still nowhere near the pedigree of woman our prince should be coupled with."
"She's also the grand niece of Princess Hyacinth of the North Valley kingdom."