She shouldn’t have done it. She shouldn’t have crept closer—shouldn’t have peeped through the crack that had been left in the prince’s door. But Lily had done it, anyway. She wanted to know what it looked like with the prince fed on anyone else.
She wasn’t expecting to find him standing so close to the new consort. Her blonde hair fallen through his long fingers as he held her under the neck, tilting her head back. She seemed to have no idea what was happening, her eyes full of lust—maybe a bit of fear. "What are you…" she was muttering.