Chapter Eleven. Revelations.
Reggie felt the power of the royal prince before he even scented him. The aura was strong, yet he didn’t feel afraid. Yes, Hamish Colton had been older than him as a pup, and into stuff that Reggie had found akin to watching paint dry, so in reality, he hardly knew him. But. What he did know, was, that he was a good man, and would never attempt to push himself onto anyone, unless it was important. Reggie sighed. For Ronnie’s sake and out of respect for the prince, he determined that he would speak with Hamish. Not that he fell he would have anything to add to the conversation.
Standing up, Reggie suddenly felt self-conscious. Most of the time he sat in his chair, staring into space. Some days he would attempt to tidy his place, make it more habitable. Howev
