"The difference is significant, Milady," Azrael answered with furrowed brows. "Unlike your Prince, I won't be abandoning my territory to come so far every day, and I already have someone to assist me with my responsibilities."
"You mean do all the work for you." Ashelia stated plainly, and he instantly stiffened. "Reagan didn't have much else to occupy his time, which is why he decided to teach me. At least, I can say he approached his duties diligently, and I never once saw him taking a morning nap under a tree."
Azrael sucked in a sharp breath at her last statement, and his jaw clenched. He folded his arms to prevent her from seeing how hard he clenched his fists.
He wanted to sink his teeth into something. What was so special about this Prince?! He understood he was her fiance but did she really love him enough to be so… protective of him.
His jaw worked.
